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Imagine Dat



(D-Red:)

On the rise like steam, was it a dream when they valeted my big six

When the baguettes bling from my ring, was your mind playing tricks

Calicoe with beam mug mean, and a team down to get lit

Coast to coedine sacks of green, and a suitcase full of bricks

400 Lex and private jets, taking worldwide flights

Avoiding plex cashing checks, and bought a home in the Heights

Game sharp like spikes blind out sight, when I roam in the lights

Ain't down to get stung by niggaz like Nikes, so I pack my chrome in a fight

It's far beyond your imagination, deeper than your mind could wonder

Surround by sound knocking like thunder, flossing my 2000 Hummer

Now all the freaks that use to high side, want me to dig out they womb

And all them suckers that call me fly, claim they my A-boom coon

They see the Bentley and the Rover, and the rocks on my hand

They see that lot behind the mansion, for my chopper to land

Plus my c.d. on the rack, selling out back to back

Led to my picture in the Source, holding a platinum plack imagine that


Hummers and Bentleys, helicopters and jets

Calicoes glocks, gauges choppers and techs

Armani units and gators, Guccis and dob hats

Blazing fluffy endo sacks, plus a vault full of stacks


(Head:)

Imagine me H-E-A-D, in the limelight shining like glitter

Locking on mics with vicious bites, like the Hardest Pit in the Litter

Big Shot game spitter, H-Town hard hitter

Hogging the road staying blowed, got the rap game sewed like a needle

Never known as a quitter, Cloverland gon stay off the chain

Baguettes hang spelling my name, while I'm gripping the grain in the rain

Worth a couple of mill and some change, still roll bumper grill on them swangs

Leaving a stain with my 3rd Coast slang, stick in your veins like fangs

Imagine my name on a banner, promoting a show in Atlanta

Long distance call from Alabama, pulled up my Prime Co. antenna

Booked a show for ten thirty, called up C-Note, Will and Dirty

Hopped on the jet popped up Moet, then floss the set bright and early

While haters bump, I know them chumps couldn't picture me living this well

Pick the lock 3rd plot, they out now watch the Big Shots that sell

Imagine me giving up my hustle, stacking my paper legit

Imagine me dropping a double c.d., and every song be a hit

Imagine my struggle and pain, break through the clouds and the rain

Now I got your eyes in a strain, from platinum braces and chains

First class round trips on a plane, two week vacations in Spain

Shed tears and smudging a shame, since Gator gone thangs ain't the same

Big Shots remain to maintain, collecting stacks wrecking tracks

Flossing Lincoln Lex and Lacs, nothing but ballers thugs and macks

And gator shoes and Gucci slacks, and Botany hats and Clover tats

Blaze a dub and endo sacks, when Dez get back imagine that


Benzes and Rovers, Navigators and Lex

Mansion gates yachts and lakes, princess cuts and baguettes

Ballers and thugs, playas and macks

A million units selling, bringing platinum placks


(D-Red:)

Vision me on TV screens, dobbed out in ice bezeltyne

Grill on gleam just like sun beams, while I flow as smooth as the stream

Pockets stacked up 'drolics and jacked up, Roley packed up with stones

Ripping tracks up hanging placks up, endo stacked up in zones

Shiny black over chrome, reflection straining your vision

Dropping tops crawling 4's, two prone swanging and twisting

Baguettes hanging and glistening, boppers claiming and choosing

Is this chain full of rocks, or is it just an illusion

Giving this rap game a bruising, confusing suckers with static

Abuse the mic when I grab it, like dope do smokers and addicts

Can you imagine my medallion, swinging full of Marquice's

Can you picture platinum Roleys hanging, out of Carnices

Can you love it when I shine, are you gon hate and be swoll

Can you feel when I crawl down, with long haired stallion creole

Had the weed had the weight, so some of these niggaz had to hate

It's in your face so congratulate, no longer no need to imaginate imagine that


Hummers and Bentleys, helicopters and jets

Calicoes glocks, gauges choppers and techs

Armani units and gators, Gucci's and dob hats

Blazing fluffy endo sacks, plus a vault full of stacks


Imagine that (x5) 

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