Artist: Black Rose Kartel
Album:  n/a
Song:   Beaches & Creme
Typed by: DaSun Akbar, Davida.b.

(Chorus) Allah Sun x2
Chilling, sitting on about a half-a-million
With all my thugs, all my kids, all my women

[Nikki Bonds]
Four-Horsemen form compilation, congregating big Bossmen
Conversating, occupation debating about...
Money only, sipping stoute, playing Remi
Situatated, blunted out, smoking weed and honey's fronting
Spinning funny money like Stuntman
Vandals keeping scandals
Stunting with wetting handles
Blazing like candles
Nikki Bonds, scrabbling, gambling, sticky pomp
Stacking paper, Black Corleon with chrome
Quote our song, wifey taker, no more jail
Crack sales, bails, no retail, drug Kartel fell
Ringing bells from Hell to Paradise
You gotta pay the price to live a nice life to get on with Christ

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[Allah Sun]
Mr. Corleon I want the finest things
Ghetto Champagne's, stretch Limosouines
Diamond things, platinum rings
Black Egyptian Queens
All the Virgin Island politiking
Doing my thing like Don king
I'm convinced, conceded on some pretty French
Black Rose bump and grind in the Purple Rain
Ménage à trois, sexy machine, Superfreak like Rick James
Wifey still a - lady pleasible, then bang her and eat her
G-String all up in your butt like a bikini
'Raging Bull' like "Boom Boom" Mancini
Mr. Martini, ex-narcotic dealer
Stealing hearts like Saint Valentine
Casanova killer, Don Juan lover like Ricky Ricardo
Ohh baby let me lick upon your avocado
Lay you down fighting bulllets like 'Desperado'

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[Daddy Rose]
Who needs an interview giving a speech for Robin Leach
Scrams I'm getting - on the beach
Mind flash, glad to see Rehabilitationary
Property strickens, stress got my sons guns quicky
With 'Belly', I could hear their souls yelling
I'm steady getting righteous facts but they're steadily sticking
Pits for kicks, now they're sending me letters for low sweaters
Yo God sent me flicks, poor man Paradise
Kilos and ice, two piece, rented suits like 'Miami Vice'
No more, juggling cracks, smuggling gats
Righteous as could be, me and my distinguished ligitamite team
Turned to new lease square to leave the beef
Huh! I'm getting

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[Saulhaudin]
Peace to ??? Jesus palm, grease a shot, I've gotta bail
For ??? I I was stompin pompous, that k-o two skeezas
Three five rollas skeezas sippin much lies, Bacardi danger
Lemon squeezas, sellin palms out of nail salons
Don ?send more shoes?, Cardigan and milk on the rocks
Full metal jackets under smokin jackets of venna
Merge with tips of ??? Cabana
Tearin off Chino, mosquito slacks
??? ??? golf cap
Sippin Cognac, off track, better not stable
Caval, different from nipple or naval, black Clark Gable 

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