Prodigy (Mobb Deep) - Co-Pilot lyrics

[Intro: Prodigy] They See me coming, They say here comes Big Time; Yeah, n***a, big money, big rhymes; Big ole thing in my pants for big body dimes; Between hate and love is a very thin line; (uhhh) They see me coming, they say here go big dog; Yeah, n***a, big money, big song; Big ole thing in my shorts for big body broads; Between hate and love is where the guns pop off; [1st verse: Prodigy] Now,I don't buy sh**; All of my chips go where I live; Hook it up nice, James Bond, Stylin'; Hi Tech sh**; expensive; shower heads; TV's in the mirror, watching “House Rise” with; My bad chick, pool size jaccuzz'; Bubble bath that, oh, we feeling in the mood; For some slow wet s**, p**y real splashy; She told me go long and threw it back at me; Babe, what do you say, you and I stay in love forever; Life is but a dream; don't wake me; Sprees at Vinnie's; Them lil t-shirts look perf' on your titties; My baby; Live crazy and die of old age, we; Stress free everything's all love lately; Ever since we hooked up, life is wavy; We anchor the yacht wherever the sun blazing [Hook] Superstar life, shooting star life; We crime; And crime don't pay; Yo, Whatcha know ‘bout it; In other words; these names brands things is free, come fly with me; You'll be my Co-Pilot ( x 2) [Bridge] Let's get High (God Damn, that a** is 1st cla**)So High (Aye, Yo Wiz…) So High (God Damn, that a** is 1st cla**)So High (I know you see that right over there…) Let's get High (God Damn, that a** is 1st cla**)So High (look, right over there…Yeah, Yeah, n***a, them b**hes got money, we got money..) So High, Let's get High (do the math, swing that…) [Verse #2: Wiz Khalifa] Rolling up before the first ones even over; We run the game, Taylor Gang, we never sober; The kush I'm smoking on's from the grower; The smells reminiscent of a motor; Cut from the same cloth cause G's all the same; Me and prodigy seeing all this change; My weed got to be from the stronger strain; I'm cool with the pilot, I bring it on the plane; Say I'm ruthless, b**h, that's why my coupe is; I got all this new sh** off of doing music; f** the money, rap for family the most; Been rich so long, can't remember being broke; Get high so much, don't know it's like being low; I take a n***a's crib and spend it on a coat; That means I'm balling like ball game; 30 thousand on this Balmain [Hook x2] [Verse #3: Prodigy] Who'd ever guessed that; V.S.O. P be so gifted; He ushered in a new year with this big sh**; It sounds like Miami nights on the club strip; Sitting in the fly V getting lifted; On the low, ladies spot me and ‘proach me; No cat calls, no shorty, shorty!!!; No excuse me miss; They see me and just step to they biz; Its more like; What Up Kid, I see you shining; I can smell a n***a with money, What up Big Time? its; Nothing but this muthaf**ing good life girl; You looking good, me and you can have a good night girl; Bring your chics to the Ritz; We got all of the bottles and the spliffs; And come and get some room service; From the god of s**; Are you my goddess?; You'll find out soon enough; maybe no, maybe yes, its [Hook x2] [Bridge]