Ransom - Billy Joel lyrics

Umm, you hear them pianos?! Sound's so good
I'm feelin' like a
Like a black Phil Collins
Classical ghetto soul, let's go

One thing about Duffle
I don't hustle with a rookie
Portrayin' what your not just to
Try to get some pussy
Simple ass nigga spent a fortune on a bitch
Then started her Empire gettin'
Money off of Cookie
Street connoisseur with a
Rich nigga etiquette (yes)
Talk money
So it's money talks in my rhetoric (yes)
Had to sling dope on the steps by my building
Now I'm a success
Gettin' cheques for my children
Full length mink for my
Daughter in the winter
Celebratin' life 'cause I thought
I was a winner (woo)
Paranoid as hell (yeah) , nothin' like fear
But livin' ya dreams out
Could up ya nightmare (yes)
Livin' life fast, feelin' quite brash
But I never seen the point
Of treatin' women like trash
Student of the game
Guess I'm in different class
The people love him, a winner
I wonder if it'll last (last)

Pocket full of money got me
Feelin' like a winner (like a winner)
Couple models and a sprinter (right)
Three-piece suit's
Jumpin' out the coupe just to go to dinner
Got me thinkin' I'm a winner (yes)
Flights out to Cannes 'cause I can't
Stand weather in the winter
Now these hatin' niggas bitter (why?)
People on the outside lookin' in
Tell me I'm a sinner
But I'm tryin' to be a winner
(I'm a winner)

I'm feelin' like a champ
Thirsty ass rappers get ya money in advance
I'm more like a boss (yeah)
That back end money that be
Hard to come across
I get it from the connect
Never deal with the middle man
The soul of a lion, got control like a Mayan
(ahh) they know that I'm quiet
But I stroll like a giant
Brought the 50 cal that's
For those that's defiant (yeah)
I come from the shacks like
My last name Bryant (ha)
Diamond in the rough
Back in '05, had consignment in a clutch
You was with that dirty bitch
Climbin' on a bus (I remember)
Cryin' for a buck (yeah)
Prayin' for a miracle, relyin' on a bluff
You the type of nigga spend
His last on a bottle everybody leavin'
You the last one to follow
Fresh off the porch
You can tell you're a beginner
I ain't never been a square
I was born to be a winner

Pocket full of money got me
Feelin' like a winner (like a winner)
Couple models and a sprinter (right)
Three-piece suit's
Jumpin' out the coupe just to go to dinner
Got me thinkin' I'm a winner (yes)
Flights out to Cannes 'cause I can't
Stand weather in the winter
Now these hatin' niggas bitter (why?)
People on the outside lookin' in
Tell me I'm a sinner
But I'm tryin' to be a winner

So classical, so beautiful
So masterful, so musical, let's go

The black Amadeus shootin' Craps
Out in Vegas (right)
Twenty on the table
They react like I'm famous (yeah)
Time zone hustler, got his mind on the paper
Before I blow the dice
I give thanks to my maker (woo)
Used to be a derelict crack's in the pot
Gotta stir it so delicate
Boy did I relish it now I'm with Jazelle
And her skin so delicate gift out of heaven
So I fucked her for the hell of it (wooo)
Never would've thought, I'd see the
Push the pedal in a Porsche
(right) , a rebel with a cause
Devil in velour
(yeah) , lookin' like a goddess
Always gotta win, I never settle for a loss
A young man told me he
Was headin' for a grave (uh huh)
I told the young lad
"rather death than a cage" (okay)
Praise to the master, no respect to the slave
I give the people my life
Every breath on the stage (yeah)

Pocket full of money got me
Feelin' like a winner
Couple models and a sprinter (yeah)
Three-piece suit's
Jumpin' out the coupe just to go to dinner
Got me thinkin' I'm a winner (right)
Flights out to Cannes 'cause I can't
Stand weather in the winter
Now these hatin' niggas bitter (why?)
People on the outside lookin' in
Tell me I'm a sinner
But I'm tryin' to be a winner
(I'm a winner)

Right, got me thinkin' I'm a winner