Livin' it up (feat. Chief)
Randune
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We makin cash, we spend it up, spend it up She got that ass, she back it up, back it up We livin fast, pass you up, pass you up The Ops they wont last, cuz we gonna blast you up I get the cup, and mix it up mix it up We get the bag, and flip it up flip it up Lit in the club, live it up live it up This bitch is with me, and she gonna give it up Thats my chick, yea she leavin here with me What's in her cup, just some Sprite and Hennessey She don't do Jack, no she not from Tennessee Sleepin with me, now she's livin her dream Knows my story and she knows my shame The way she empathize, like she feels my pain She could turn away, but she love me all the same Make me fall in love, now she taken my name Like whoa She got an ass like that I'm like whoa She bring it back like that I'm like whoa She make it clap like that I'm like whoa Know nothing, call me Jon Snow Everyone asks, how you flow like that Mr. Pillsbury, makin dough like that But I reinvest, so it goes right back If I play it smart, it'll grow right stat That's one way that I make my money Gotta play it smart boy, I aint no dummy You can laugh now, but this shit aint funny Be a broke bitch and your girl start runnin Be like me and you get a lot of cash Be like me and you get a lot of ass Be like me and you livin life fast You could be like me and you'd smoke a lot of gas We makin cash, we spend it up, spend it up She got that ass, she back it up, back it up We livin fast, pass you up, pass you up The Ops they wont last, cuz we gonna blast you up I get the cup, and mix it up mix it up We get the bag, and flip it up flip it up Lit in the club, live it up live it up This bitch is with me, and she gonna give it up She gonna pop that Molly She wanna ride it like a Harley She a little bad lil hottie Make a lot of cash, lot o profit When she pop lock and drop it She so hot Wasabi Slap shot ass like hockey Beat the pussy up like Rocky Like whoa Smokin on nothing but 'dro Gettin high, my eyes low Her body curvy like a road I'm stoaked, I'm stoned Hittin off another G-Bong Write another mo'fuckin song Fly like a mo'fuckin drone Locked in my own zone Make alot of cash, I get a lot of money Make it rain even if its sunny She on me, and I'm one hundred Us together is a whole lotta money Laughin to the bank like aint shit funny Breaking in the safe, don't make my gun ya Stick up your hands like I took your tummy Wrap up the beat, make it look like a mummy We makin cash, we spend it up, spend it up She got that ass, she back it up, back it up We livin fast, pass you up, pass you up The Ops they wont last, cuz we gonna blast you up I get the cup, and mix it up mix it up We get the bag, and flip it up flip it up Lit in the club, live it up live it up This bitch is with me, and she gonna give it up
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Written by: CASEY JAMES, LEROY BELL
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