Glamour Life - Big Punisher

[Featuring Fat Joe, Terror Squad] 
Intro 
(Cuban Link) Glamour life style baby, bottle the rocks 
Lose the ice, 100 mil kid, money, money, money, mo 
Platinium status, yeah, what up, what up? 
(Big Punisher) Stick around 
(Cuban Link) 
Yo, I plan to live a life a-glamour 
Like my man Tony Montana 
Stand and pose in front of cameras 
With my golden silk pajamas on 
Smoking havanas, drinking Don P 
Thinking beyond deeper than Ghandi, while I'm in the Diamante 
Counting my G's, I'm out to be a millionare 
Dipped in gear, flickin' hundred dollar bills in the air 
Oh yeah, Cuban Link is into getting benjamins 
Cuz if doesn't make dollars, then it doesn't make sense 
I represent, I'm in to be the king of New York 
Went from living in tenements to up in house resorts 
I'm the latino, that'll take you to war like Al Pacino 
Even De Niro know not to gamble in my casino 
Vino wanna rock, slaps, to dinners with mobsters 
I got shit locked from Prospect Ave. to the tropics 
Sitting on top of the world like the sun 
A living legend from the Bronx, second to none, unless it's Pun 
(Big Punisher) Chorus: 
It's the glamour life, blow up the kids and the wife 
Players who ain't half as nice swear to, but they sacrifice 
Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, stash the dope and rice 
And get ready for the glamour life 
(Triple Seis) 
Ripped off from the Infiniti 
Dump the body an' the shottie down the lake, leaving no identity 
Just the memory, a casualty as I casually make move on my rivalries 
All eyes I be, on the quest for loot 
Pushing a Lexus coupe, to pursuit them troops, against the big-joker 
Sipping alimoca, playing poker with some chocha 
Heard an approacher, must be fam, but damn