Lloyd Banks - Live It Up - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

01.01.2012

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[Verse 1] I’m ballin' like I used to That dough coming bookoo And my diamons coloured new blue Got these bitches going' coocoo Bag ‘em up when they chuchu Amtrack on these hoes Cheesing like the Packers ‘Cause I’m packing up these shows How the fuck am I supposed to rememeber Who I bone? Probably won’t When you broke, bitches said you eat they smoke Now they don’t, now they kneel Kiss my feet or hit the street, how it feel? I’m a real motherfucker, chasing a dollar bill Drunk as fuck and I’m smoking Trunk her up and I’m hoping I can get her back to my room With this video girl I’m pocking shit I’m getting head right now This supposed to be work? I'm laughing hard at these chicks That think they getting close to me, nope They said, I ain't fucking with who? That’s supposed to be jokes Still be three weeks, and three tweets They get a whole of these quotes Don’t know how the hell we floating All I hope are these boats Diving into my chevy ridin' round on the spokes [Hook] Hey, what you niggas know about this money The kick, got it ready to go Hundred miles an hour catch me running Full speed ahead to the dough I’ma get it, life without a limit I just want to live it up I got the hunger for more I’ma get it, life without a limit I just want to live it up [Verse 2] I’m stacking on these chips Producer how I switch the kicks I flip the whip I'm sicker than sick I think somebody done slipped me a mick” Marry come dance with me You’re like my fantasy I got all these questions girl And you got the answer sheet You know what dude didn't teach ‘Cause ain't no romancing me The couple out the east We got the chance to be I’m out here hitting switches Front street on the slum I got a thousand bitches But you can be the one I’m put a whoop, you beat that pussy like a drum ‘Til you come ’til you done Where you from, where you going And you hit it from the back Smack it ’til it’s red Everyday I’m playing I went platinum in the bed Bombay on my course, 5k on my coat Five days in my city, that’s five days in her throat Niggers know what happen just for talking sideways And they won’t Better of you don’t, take a hit of this dope [Hook] Hey, what you niggas know about this money The kick, got it ready to go Hundred miles an hour catch me running Full speed ahead to the dough I’ma get it, life without a limit I just want to live it up I got the hunger for more I’ma get it, life without a limit I just want to live it up
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