Lyrics:
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
years in federal prison
I always live by the code of honour
That's why my best days are ahead of me
I am richer than I've ever been
I would like
proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all better not me fuckin' with me
Who, him? Yeah,
really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I wanna see me eat, dawg.
Cop me a new crib, dawg.
Get my momma rich , dawg.
She ain’t
[Chorus] (Ja Rule)
This life we gon' live it up
When the dough gets tough we gon' get it up
Anybody hate on us, we hit 'em up
Baby we can't be touched,
Tossing a your bitch you slip we hit now we tossing a clips
Bossing and shit next thing I'm bubling and cavi
cause if the cold world air maxs
All the dubs
paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin' off-beat with
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin'
I been tryna get it right
Hella thoughts spinning 'round my head at night
I really thought I would live forever
I really thought I would live
No man should live life dreamin’ without execution
Excellence invades souls to do this
Hard work, should not elude us
Instead become congruent
Know why I sound so raw, 'cause I'm down by law
Try to play me 'cause I'm rappin', I will break yo' jaw
Catch a nigga in these streets, make you
(Ooh, ya dig)
I said
Look at the uzi, the uzi wetter than a boat
(Brr) she said
Jacuzzi, jacuzzi
The water feel good on her toes (Mm)
Live a little
(Live
How Long you been Banging?
I been banging sense 85
On the real this shit ain't no gimmick
Or no game my nigga! this hit is real live
Thruthful type
I been going now
I think all my haters finally notice now
Just made another album prolly throw it out
Know I’ll make another, I ain’t slowing down
the world in my hand
Tell them niggas calm down, I'm the boss now
More of a mastermind than a Ross album
Learned you gotta pay the price to get the cost out
know why I was slacking
Whoo!
But why does everybody want me to live according to them?
I just like chilling at home, I work in the studio, now I'm
wanna go out, can you tell me where the spot is)
Well we're partying all night, and everybody is having a good time
(I wanna get nice, I wanna get live
that's getting Digits
Spitting all this game
Took her back to the crib
To the bed, to the counter
Then I show her how I live
Shark ass niggas in a pool
ourself from earning a slave wage
Don't you think we all want to live out our days like Rick Ross balling out on $500 steaks?
Think about it
cook or clean
I'm all by myself she wanna live with me
I keep to myself you don't wanna live with me
Shawty think she Ross but I'm in Italy
I feel like
Sometimes I wonder, does that make me Wonder Woman? Yo
I hit the pen and then you know I'm to something Yuh
A little Logic with a little bit
get live, can you tell me where the spot is)
Come on and take me to that place
Where there ain't nothing but happy, happy, happy, happy
Happy
wanna go out, can you tell me where the spot is)
Well we're partying all night, and everybody is having a good time
(I wanna get nice, I wanna get live
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