Gold Bottles

[Intro: Ric Flair & Mickey Diamond]
Stop (Okay, very good)
Ah, there's only one
That's what they say, huh? (Diamond)
(Everybody got a little hatin' in these days)
(That's what these niggas keep sayin')
That's what they say, huh?
(Ha-ha-ha, let's prove these niggas wrong)

[Chorus]
Hey, my name well known, I don't need ID
For the big gold belt, nobody bleeds like me (Aha)
Drinking big gold bottles, we in V.I.P
Niggas think it small, we gotta do it B.I.G

[Bridge 1]
(We gon' that shit one time and one time only)
(Come on)
Let's prove 'em wrong, nigga
(Diamonds)

[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm a limousine-ridin', jet-flyin'
Kiss-stealing, wheeling-dealing, gold grill villain
Niggas won't know the feeling, that's a tooth with a hole in it
No gimmicks at all, evеry verse I put my soul in it
One mе, so I know God broke it when the mold finished
Multi-colored robes, I make for show business, blow spinach
Bare witness to the greatest, niggas can't beat us, join us
Ayy-yo, the holy water, flow annointed
Avoid at all cost, I take a phrase and coin it
Stretch the money like it's double jointed
Self appointed, we used to be on unemployment
Now we making soundtracks for your musical enjoyment
Business man, you gotta meet me by appointment
Never know who's a spy when there's a fly in the ointment
Aimin' high when I point it, I can show you what's it like to live and die in Detroit
When you're cool with the bouncers you get inside with the joint
Ace of spade, played my face card
Go against the odds, no matter how high the stakes are
My dog ate a steak raw, compliment the chef (You did a great job)
Power like fourty-eight loss
Place the track, that's race cars
Lace the blueprint, they trace ours
My lyrics out of this world, that's a space bar
Lawyer had the ref stop the count, what a great call
Palissades, more leather jackets with the eight-balls

[Bridge 2: Ric Flair & Mickey Diamond]
Woo!
That's what they say, huh?
(That's what these niggas keep sayin')
(I don't believe 'em, I don't be listening to these niggas)

[Chorus]
Hey, my name well know, now I don't need ID
For the big gold belt, nobody bleeds like me
Drinking big gold bottles, we in V.I.P
Niggas think it small, we gotta do it B.I.G (Diamonds)

[Bridge 3]
Come on
Let's prove 'em wrong, nigga
Mal Knox (We back again, nigga)

[Verse 2]
We stack kesos and turn rap cheques into dracos
Snatch chains off your neck, it ain't safe 'til we say so
Make days, give fellatio
And say facials on the very first day
First they love you then they hate you
Started with a dollar and a dream, so we made do
Bape shoe purple [?] Welch's Grape Juice
Niggas looking sad, we had to cut a couple snakes loose
Hit 'em with the figure-four, they couldn't shake loose
When I bless the microphone, all hell break loose
Diamond on the silent profile, only sing blues
Had a jeweler throw a diamond in the Jesus
McQueen boots black and white, interracial
Rappers, they want the formula bad, they imitate you (They wanna be me, nigga)
'Specially when your medallions lookin' like dinner plates do
Gotta know your worth, my shit came with appraisals
I be with Hall of Famers, sharpshooters and lions

[Bridge 4]
(It's the Umbrella, bitch)
That's what they say, huh?
(That's what these niggas keep sayin' but I don't believe 'em)
(Gettin' too much money on this side, nigga)
That's what they say, huh?
(And you ain't sayin' my name [?] then go watch your fuckin' mouth)

[Chorus]
Hey, my name well know, now I don't need ID
For the big gold belt, nobody bleeds like me
Drinking big gold bottles, we in V.I.P
Niggas thinking small, we gotta do it B.I.G

[Outro]
(It's the Umbrella, bitch)