Ty Fyffe - Destined to Be lyrics

[Production by Ty Fyffe] [McGruff] Herb McGruff, gats in the beat, the richest black man on Earth Who gon stop me? Fish scale for papi Spots all over, from New York to Utah Salt Lake City, stay jiggy, cranberry eight fitty Tented wit BB's, stash box got three keys Puffin trees, lock on my knees for car jackin thieves I'm gettin Lucci, Versace, Cucci, Gucci Be loungin like Luke be, wit wall to wall coochie Uh, Gruffie, know your biggest dream is to f** me This willie sip the bubbly, homicide's be ugly For the record, I'm connected across the borders Meetin Bermuda blue waters on the celly givin orders Cream functionin, 52 states, I'm bumpin in Humpin in, operation, flowin and pumpin in Big willie, Crystal, isle's and Phillies Don't act retarded, I'm guarded by nine millies [Hook 2X: samples from Mobb Deep's "Eye For A Eye"] "Life is a gamble, we scramble for money I might crack a smile but ain't a damn thing funny" -- Prodigy "My theme is all about making the green Livin up in luxury, pushin phat whips and livin comfortably" -- Havoc [McGruff] I rest my ebony grill up in Beverly Hills Smokin Phills, listenin to Stephanie Mills Lifestyles of the rich and famous, all on an*s I'm in the spotlight, who don't know what my name is Life dangerous, police always puttin me through changes But in my spare time, I be at the golf rangers Gruff, blowin up wit Mr. Big Stuff The hamster, soul on soul, we on a roll Explodin, platinum hits, cop catchin fits Got this rap sh** lock like pitch n***as call it quits For '96 and forever, I'mma get the cheddar I keep it by the lever, sport my minks in cold weather I'm well known, rockin icy j**el stones They be shinin, like stars from the Twilight Zone You know my major, 1-800 Sky Pager flavor Colombian connection, Don P., honey s**in [Hook 2X] [McGruff] Now who be that? Hundred dollar bills crispy Versace suit, slightly out the blaze, handkerchief be Gator Morty slidin through the party mad pissy Champagne cooler filled wit Mo', Don, and Crysty Eyes low from the Dutch and hydro When bubbly get low, what the f** we mo' I'm univer-sal, gals love Herb's style Every now and then, mix my herb wit tical I run wit real n***as, who live life foul My clan's off the hook, y'all soft and shook Now look, we never talk, lives get took Straight up crook, Gruff could never live by the book [Hook 2X]