Glamour Life Big Pun (Ft. Armageddon, Cuban Link, Fat Joe & Triple Seis)

[Intro: Cuban Link & Big Pun]
(Uh) Glamour life style baby (Dum dum dum dum), bottle the rocks (Yeah yeah)
Freeze the ice, 100 mil kid, money, money, money, mo'
Platinum status, (Word word, yeah, what up?, what up?)
Stick around

[Verse 1: Cuban Link]
Yo, I plan to live a life of glamour like my man Tony Montana
Stand and pose in front of cameras with my golden silk pajamas on
Smoking Havanas, drinkin' Dom P
Thinkin' beyond deeper than Gandhi while I'm in the Diamante
Counting my Gs, I'm out to be a millionaire
Dipped in gear, flickin' hundred dollar bills in the air
Oh yeah, Cuban Link is into getting Benjamins
'Cause if doesn't make dollars, then it doesn't make sense
I represent, I meant to be the king of New York
Went from livin' in tenements to a penthouse resort
I'm the Latino that'll take you to war like Al Pacino
Even DeNiro know not to gamble in my casino
Vino on the rocks, lobster dinners with mobsters
I got shit locked from Prospect Ave to the tropics
Sitting on top of the world like the sun
A livin' legend from the Bronx, second to none, unless it's Pun

[Chorus: Big Pun]
It's the glamour life, blow up the kids and the wife
Players who ain't half as nice sweared about the sacrifice
Bottle the rock, freeze the ice, stash the dope and rice
And get ready for the glamour life