This Is The Life

[Intro - Rick Ross] Billionaire yeah you feel me I have your bitch lacin up my shoes homey Rollin them L's up haha Gettin Money [Hook - Trey Songz] This is the life, this is the life Ain't no stoppin the champagne from poppin, her draws from droppin This is the life, this is the life Keep shit poppin these hoes they stay bobbin no stoppin us every night This is the life, ain't no stoppin The law from watchin but we serve it up for a hell of a price This is the life, this is the life This is the, this is the life [Verse 1 - Rick Ross] Uh I'm the man you wanna stand near Damn near a hundred grand in jewels in my Stan Smith Snitches stand clear can't no snitches stand here This reserve for them trill I'm red carpet every year Take a picture canary stones so photogenic No I didn't grow up with it so I had to go and get it Started with a biscuit now I got a loaf Hoes wanna slice I wanna tell her no But I can't I get a rush blowin dough I'm gettin bank I'm in a rush to blow it though (haha) This is the life I'm in a race to get money This is the life I need a bad bitch to blow it for me [Hook - Trey Songz] [Verse 2 - Rick Ross] Not that I'm arrogant I'm just extravagant I'm a boss player check my laminate I got hoes in Memphis hoes in Maryland White girl in Carolina let's call her Karoline She love ballplayers hate the dope boys 'Cuz we fight dogs call me Jeff George Yea this the Superbowl of the street shit It's all fast food my niggas eat quick When I seen a million it fucked up my life Brand new twenty cars party for twenty nights Fucked plenty wives crushed many lives I wouldn't it change for the world This is the life [Hook - Trey Songz] [Verse 3 - Rick Ross] I'm campin in the Hamptons Chillin in a play station 'Cuz I'm playin with them chips that you ain't makin I ain't fakin trap ain't vacant California raisins keep me feelin Jamaican The block bakin', the blunt burnin' I'm in Trump Towers, amongst earners Fine escorts for the GFE Fine lip service for the Triple C Words rhymin best, can't spell well But I define success, I sell well So I make a toast, the fallen comrades Hold the bottles up, we standin tall fam [Hook - Trey Songz]