Harlem World 97

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Uh, real life nigga, rare type nigga Always been fly, never scared of heights nigga Ric Flair on 'em off the leg type nigga Style fresh to death in airtight cellars Fore face me swing foot, defenses she adventurous I smell like opportunity in the vintage Clean as a infant, right from the entrance Whole lot of interest I think I might holla She think I'm too proud but I'm thinking more Prada Baby I'm Gucci, lil G's on the collar I don't do shrooms, no chicken marsala Bring more pie, more G's, more commas Catch a conversation with me all about a dollar Baby let me school you, I'm your alma mater First day on the flight, you'll be back tomorrow [Chorus: Estelle] When it's raining, take me out Let's go swimming, never drown Walk on water, slide out Cause I got a whole lot of love for you I hope my whole life's enough for you Got a whole lot of love for you Got a whole lot of love for you [Verse 2: Smoke DZA] I'm at the State County Joint called a Miss Miami Told my little girlfriends call her Bambi I was in my Theresa, I was trying to be fancy She telling me she met whiz down at the Grammys You know how many bitches we meet at the Grammys? At free art shows for Hebru Brantley Champagne and McQueen in the pantry Ice like the Stanley Cup, my whole family up I do it till you get me up The team stands strong, can't stand beat us Shorty told me this, I'ma keep it warm for ya Cartier bracelet, screw it on for ya [Chorus: Estelle] When it's raining, take me out Let's go swimming, never drown Walk on water, slide out Cause I got a whole lot of love for you I hope my whole life's enough for you Got a whole lot of love for you Got a whole lot of love for you Got a whole lot of love for you I hope my whole life's enough for you Got a whole lot of love for you Got a whole lot of love for you