I went around the world till I found the right spot It was ultra sweet and just a little bit hot Dippin' low in the lap of luxury Dippin' low in the lap
INTRO: STAR STAR (what?) STAR (bitch) STAR VERSE 1: I'm on the top There's no luck Never turned around to stop Make my move Make you move Make you
Luxury (luxury) and heartache, heartache Oh luxury (luxury) and heartache, heartache (Luxury to heartache, aah) Oh yeah I won't be coming home tomorrow
Life these days can be so complex We don't make the time to stop and reflect I know from first hand experience, one can go delirious Seriously it can
I think we got a problem Yeah! Big money in this bitch if you didn't know Big business minus the business suit Even I look in the mirror like, ?Is it
I read your little book and Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha I read your little book and Ha, ha, ha You need a reason to believe, a reason to deceive A reason
Busta Rhymes and Angie Martinez Sippin on martinis Check it out now, check it out now, c'mon, c'mon Now let's take it from the gutter to the fancy shit
Some think a fancy funeral Be worth every cent For every dime and nickel Is money better spent Better spent on groceries Covering the bills Instead of
I work all day and I work all night 4x I work all day and I work all night I work so my wife and kids will have a pleasant life I work as many jobs
She'd brought along the oranges He'd brought the tea They both brought along a sick-bag just in case The plate of chicken sandwiches Were lovely, they
Can you belive it? How fucked up! Bruised knee Shit outta luck Life sucks My VCR broke I'm all outta coffee You're all outta smokes! Isn't it
They're cooking up a storm In hell's kitchen tonight And the main course could be you Or try your hand at an east side stand Dashin', slashes in a crazy
Hello, hello Is there anyone? You don't know how I've searched Searched the world for you Hello, hello Is there any place A thousand hearts, a million
You've got me all wound up and ready to go Every night when I see your eyes You look like no other Even though the world have all kinds You can find
I took your photographs, I threw them all away I put your calls on hold 'cause I got nothin' to say Hangin' on to you, that was my first mistake Yeah,
No mercy, no mercy, no mercy In the midnight hush The restless hours between dark and light In dreams we come together Underneath the cover of the night
You push hard, you stop my circulation I know you really need a physical relation We may not be a perfect combination You need your love, I need my mental
She said that she's got something else on her mind I'm spending my money but I'm wasting time It looks to me like the end of the line Well, she plays