All A Dream Lyrics - The Infamous Mobb Deep - Mobb Deep

Jumped up from sleep, soaking in sweat 

Heart beating crazy from a dream I had 

We was doing it up, cash flowing 

I know you hear me nigga but you not knowing 

Champagne bottles and hundreds flowing in the pool 

So much poppin' the jacuzzi was full 

Mad hoes for the bro 

And everybody rolling up, we could all smoke 

Pure molly, good golly that turned up the whole party, a few notches 

It's all coming back now 

Cocaine, buffets, mini mountains 

Of that pretty white girl DJ played 

All the right songs, we was all faded 

Bottles on the house, half naked broads on the couch 

Getting poked up, warming up, then I 

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Woke up and now I'm still living it 

It was all a dream, it was all a dream 

Woke up and now I'm still getting it 

It was all a dream 

Woke up and now I'm still living it 

It was all a dream, it was all a dream 

Woke up and now I'm still getting it 

It was all a dream 

I had a dream I didn't even go get my Grammy 

I was smoking and fucking bitches in Miami 

I had a dream that Biggie told me that I was nice 

Then I woke up and realized it was real life 

4-5th on my hip, bottles pop 

Weed in the air, these hating niggas still on my dick 

I had a dream that my niggas came home 

Celebrating life, then I woke up, my shit was blown 

Tragic, I had a dream I had floor seats 

In L.A. watching Bird and Magic 

Exotic cars, money off shore 

Good weed, my niggas with me on tour 

Photos 

Coke on the scale, money for the bail 

Looking is the rear view, feds on the tail 

Used to mix E&J with Ginger Ale 

Sold crack when mom's drank pink champale 

Now I'm in Anguilla on a ship that sails 

Out the St. Maarten got them bricks in them mail 

I don't play with the money cause the bread get stale 

Rather sleep in a box 'fore I sit in a cell 

Raising a wine glass, spliff in the air 

I'm a gangsta, shoot me in the head if I tell 

King pin, rap nigga dreams at twelve 

Was it all a dream or could I see that well 

Last night watched TV but it watched me 

Know what that mean, motherfucker fell asleep 

Then I fell into a dream, it was so real 

I was out in Vegas, blew about a half mil 

Rode the strip, Rodeo we was club hoppin' 

Finger poppin', had drugs droppin' 

Hangover three, had bottles non-stoppin' 

Top of her lungs [?] 

In the Luxor cause the up-roar 

Celebration time lift up your cups for 

If it ain't us who the fuck you come for? 

Jumped on the G5 back to the East Coast 

Rich ass nigga still keep the heat close 

Landed, bitches on deck to deepthroat 

To scavenge for liquor and c-notes 

They woke up to a bed full of freak shows 

I had a dream that my first contract was a good one 

When I get it I'ma let the whole hood come 

Visualizing all the shit that could come 

I did a lot of bad shit I'm the good son 

Everything paid for we don't lease shit 

My niggas still with me that's G-shit 

Four chandeliers Master P shit 

In the middle of the ocean, sea sick 

Gorgeous, top of the Forbes list 

No such as thing as I can't afford this 

Pinky ring, sky dweller iced out Choca 

Money talks so I spoke up, then I woke up