Park Avenue Bizzy Crook (Ft. Estelle)

(Intro)
Uh, ride with me
Look

(Verse 1)
Wake up and open up the blinds
I told y'all it would all happen in time
Last year I couldn't find a ride
Now we car shopping where they serve champagne, and wine
Make it red please
Its been a lot of blood shed see
Remember I use to be a cutter
Silly motherfucker now I use Rolexes to cover
Its been too many tears so let it pour
Spilling champagne on marble floors
It takes me back to Daddy watching Scarface
Saying "Hey young world, the world is yours"
Now I feel like I'm in over drive
And its the same world I'm coming for
I seen a drug dealer pushing what a lawyer drives
To the same building but the deal got the upper floor

(Estelle)
(Hook)
Take look at where we are
Who'd have thought we'd come this far
The shooting stars, the fancy cars
I made it, Darling I made it
Bright lights so far from home
Where they say you'll lose what matters the most
I know Im telling my chauffeur roll down my window, So they can hear me
Bumping my Park Avenue
Bumping my Park Avenue music
Bumping my Park Avenue music
Turn up my music