《Livin》歌词

[00:03:04] Showroom Testarossa

[00:03:04] Leather in here softer than your sofa

[00:03:04] Who the livest crew that you know of?

[00:03:04] Smelling like a pound when we show up, more getting rolled up

[00:03:04] Hostess show us to our section, bring them bottles over

[00:03:04] Tip the valet a 50 and a doobie tip in the ashtray of the Rover

[00:03:04] That's my lil' homie, I let him sit in there and get loaded

[00:03:04] I play the cut 'til the ni**a either bored or I'm hungry

[00:03:04] Me and my hoes get pepperoni slices at 3 o'clock in the morning

[00:03:04] This thing we've built, got my money stacks on stilts

[00:03:04] Got my mama driving a Benz, LEDs lit, stunting with her friends

[00:03:04] Saturday night card game, still ain't nothing changed, that's moms

[00:03:04] I love to see her having a good time

[00:03:04] Yellow gold Daytona, I'm a fine watch owner

[00:03:04] Track suit sleeves can't hide it, yea it's still glowing

[00:03:04] This b**ch rubbing on my car seats, she f**king rolling

[00:03:04] I do my thing and write about it in the morning

[00:03:04] Ride for it, get on the stand lie for it

[00:03:04] Blow trial, get up in the chair fry for it

[00:03:04] Never telling or snitching, rather swim with the fishes

[00:03:04] Niggas know I'm committed to Jet living

[00:03:04] We niggas know we ride

[00:03:04] Ni**a forever high

[00:03:04] We never die

[00:03:04] Jet living

[00:03:04] I'm talking audio d**e, fool I'm sitting on keys

[00:03:04] Pilot of the motherf**king J-E-T

[00:03:04] Now if you wanna join the team, you know you must see me

[00:03:04] But a sucker motherf**ker's who you cannot be

[00:03:04] Big drapes in my crib, hoes getting good sleep

[00:03:04] Good rest, get up, go out, do they best

[00:03:04] On behalf of the set, bring it back to the G's

[00:03:04] I throw some to my b**ch and spend the rest on w**d

[00:03:04] Way more than you need or could ever believe

[00:03:04] In your lifetime your square eyes have ever see

[00:03:04] Ni**a, on point flow, so infrared beam

[00:03:04] Choose sides 'fore we ride, ni**a no in between

[00:03:04] Set some fire to that Raw cone

[00:03:04] Calling shots from a solid gold rotary phone, counting my cheese, ni**a

[00:03:04] The big chief, plotting all in my sleep

[00:03:04] Bumping Shyne in that 5-9-9, oh my

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