Artist: D-Gotti f/ D-Reck
Album:  Street Sermon
Song:   Platinum Plus
Typed by: Lil Hustle

Platinum plus, two times...

[Chorus]
Versacci lens, and platinum frames
And platinum chain, baguettes and platinum gripping wood grain
I'm a young nigga, that's platinum plus
In God I trust, and plus I keep codeine up in my cup

[D-Gotti]
Working wood wheel, on a hot sunny day
'Sacci lens on my face, and Ike got me sprayed
Southside got me paid, now I turn in my gold
Now I'm platinum pieces and creases, and big faces I fold
Oh for sho', the dozen I'm pushing keep boys on toes
Jumping out in Gucci clothes, with do-do coming out my nose
Lord knows, I deserve the lifestyle I'm living
Been in out-out of prison, behind cocaine dealing
Now you can catch me peeling off, with five hundred on the back
Or shooting lil' kids cash, in my hood giving back
That's where it's at, ain't no aging but baby I do my deeds
I'm platinum plus cause I trust, God love his seed
Yes indeed, I'm popping the seal on the pint
With that lean in my system, got me feeling dynamite
It ain't right, but who's to say I'm wrong for being me
And 'fore you hate a young player, take some time to feel me

[Chorus - 2x]

[D-Reck]
Gripping grain working wood, like I'm Sammy Sosa
Been more lucky in this game, than a four leaf clover
Over and over up and down, like a roller coaster
Playing my cards God dealt, like a game of poker
Left the dope game, hoping I could legally floss
Dropped the first album, I'm a superstar life was lost
Bad news phone call, made a grown man cry
Stayed strong next day, faced a drug case trial
But the case was strong, me off with incarceration
Left the trial moved on, D.A. off with probation
Man I love God, no time for hesitation
God answered my prayers, must of been a meditation
Ever since that day, I ain't never looked back
Now cassettes cd's, LP's and wax
The Wreckshop Family, went from struggle and strife
Putting it down on the grind, hustling for the good life life life life

[Chorus - 2x]

[D-Gotti]
On buck as I slide, down the runway
White cup in my hand, taking sips off the drank
Know I'm saying, my car be wetted piece back at it
Better days down the road, so I gotta go get it
Boys be plexing, while everything I'm touching turning platinum 
Into Benjamin stacking, and taking care of my faction
Mashing for satisfaction, putting the pedal to the flo'
Take a look at the Mavado hoe, and it's a quarter past fo'
Gotta go studio time, five on the dotted
Phone drop this platinum shit, I can't take my babies to shop
Gotta stop what I'm doing, my future depends on this
God blessed me with a gift, to give em what they wanna hear
Tattoo tears and years, lost fears in the struggle
Half of my real niggaz ain't here, to see me bubble
Still I overcame the tussle, and wealth I done touched
D-Gotti kid wonder, young cat platinum plus

[Chorus - 2x]