92 Olympics lyrics

[Intro: The Musalini, Magic Johnson & Producer Drop]
Mus, uh (Fallaway jumper... good!)
Soul (What did I tell you?)
You know what it is, man (So, then, I came down... hee heee!)
Cookin Soul

[Verse 1: The Musalini]
Uh
Fishbowl, no tints, blonde b*tch, big tits
On the couch like Prince, clockin' in daily
Yeah, a hoe gotta pay me; ain’t no time for regrets
Still spillin' Moet (Money)
Life precious; if you slow, then you left
I done turned to a vet, sold a Jag for a Vette
Coat to the floor; I'm a mack in the trench
Condo, no rent; yeah, the don won’t rest
Wrote rhymes for a check, I don't need the connect
All I need is a booth and a reason to flex (Word)
Her knees and the neck; put the Ps on the jet
We just chillin', that's 10K in my sweats (Yeah)

[Chorus: The Musalini]
Bigger than you thought, from New York to Brazil
Make a mil in my sleep, still on a winning streak
'92 Olympics, baby girl, it's big pimpin'
Baby girl, we still winnin'
Bigger than you thought, from New York to Brazil
Make a mil in my sleep, still on a winning streak
’92 Olympics, baby girl, it’s big pimpin'
Baby girl, we still winnin’
[Verse 2: Tha God Fahim]
Uh, uh
Run up the paper like Xerox, it's nonstop
The management of the clock is the most important stock (Uh-huh)
It gotta count; never write a check that's finna bounce
Survived some droughts and came out more improved, without a doubt
I'm on a echelon that can’t be f*cked with
I power up like Dragon Ball, I'm so destructive
If it ain't 'bout the money, then I'll be reluctant
Jewelry thick like a cable, eighteen-wheeler truck sh*t
Wastin' my time? I just conclude you on some f*ck sh*t
Mister MC with the hammer, you can't touch this
Split the winnings several ways with my team
Each one teach one, that's the meaning of the means
Cannonball, I'm a rapid-fire machine
And so my style represents cultivation of cream (Gettin' money)
Extreme, like Jordan takin' your dreams
Fire in my eyes, I smoke the mic like a fiend

[Chorus]
Bigger than you thought, from New York to Brazil
Make a mil in my sleep, still on a winning streak
'92 Olympics, baby girl, it's big pimpin'
Baby girl, we still winnin'
Bigger than you thought, from New York to Brazil
Make a mil in my sleep, still on a winning streak
'92 Olympics, baby girl, it's big pimpin'
Baby girl, we still winnin'