Story Behind The Song
I made this rap way back in college when rappin in ciphers was the thing. I had a real good knack for it so I wanted to bring back a throwback. The lyrics are just the gist of the song, but this instrumental goes well with it. My sister is an R&B singer so stay tuned for the callabo!!!
Song Description
It's a story about life's struggles and finally one gets out the "hood crab trap" to see and enjoy the riches. This is her story
| Song Length |
3:33 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop, R & B - Contemporary |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Sippin on champagne glasses, Imagine
Top of the line cars parked at the mansion
I'm flossin 10 fingers of gold
The neck's laced in ropes
Ghetto rum & coke with da room to match the potent choke/
I'm on top of the world nobody reach mine
My King's by my side
We throned flossed like we gods
True to the soul
My dreams laminated in gold
Phony people so they told would rather put see me put on hold/
Don't under estimate this lyrical
I might go hysterical
And create a hiphop miracle
An underground mystery/got more raps than gun claps/Remsen Ave, Exit 9 are you feeling me?
I got no time for these silly G's
This hobby I love/but knowlege is what's paying me
Lace up the Timbs we thugs
I'm a living prodigy
Clearin stage blemishes like Oxy
Deep in your pores
I got what's in store for them rhymes u heard before
Knock, knock, knock, knock
DJ Jah's at your door
With 2 glasses we'll blow your mind
And have you say nevermore
Sippin on champagne glasses
We just sippin
Sippin on champagne glasses
We just sippin
Sippin on champagne glasses
We just sippin
Sippin on champagne glasses
We just sippin.....
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