I'm stayin' up all night So get ready to live it up Don't live it down, gotta live it up Don't live it down, gotta live it up Do you remember back
Shady Yo I just had like a nightmah.. Wait it wasn't like a nightmare It was like a good dreah.. Well it wasn't a good.. (What was it?) Hey yo I just
me Yeah pimpin' still blindin (bliiing!) Keep'a steve harvey linin' (edge it up) And I'm'ma leather reclinin (lay back) Put the music alpinin' , turn it up
part two* [Mos Def] GOOD MORNINNNNNNNNNGG VIETNAM!!! Ha (back up back up back up back up back up)*repeated in background* Yo sometimes I sit back, reflect on the place that I live
menses in Benzes that out y'alls (yeah) See how it feel when your friends be without y'all (that's right) I been doin it, coke I been movin it Before
do it different 'round here, that's right But we sure do it good, and we do it all night So if you really want to know how it feels To get off the road
'alls See how it feel when your friends be without y'all I been doin' it, coke I been movin' it Before you niggas thought of the block I been through with it
Deuced it to the Bronx to rest our heads Where a shoot out jumped off mine people lay dead It sounded like it happend with a mac 10 blast But it was
of people don't realize that you know Rock n' Roll is truly black music, it was created by Chuck Berry, Little Richard, an' black people like that Who started it
I reek of money (Bitch) Fast life, born to die, who gives a fuck We done seen it all by 25, and lived it up From the rawest to the raw, to the slug
Child, son of a blues player So who are you playa? y'all awaited the true savior Puffin' that Tropical, cups of that Vodka too Papi chu', tore up, wake up
of a blues player So who are you playa? y'all awaited the true savior Puffin' that tropical, cups of that vodka too Papi chu', tore up, wake up in a hospital
Would it be just as fun, would you kick it the same could you live with out it could you still maintain? My thang is crank up the volume because it helps
Snoop, up in Bing-town snatchin bitches off the mini six-deuce And sue dat dame, with "Tru dat" game Get her ass naked, and black-n-blue that thang The
[Birdman] 500 on the Bentley, 50 g's on the Caddy, 100 gs on my hoe, 'cause we both living lavish, Doin my thang wit this uptown swang, Nigga get it how we live
niggaz like dough, light 'dro Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like, whoa We bag it, then flip it like, whoa Cars we jack it then strip it like, whoa Fully equip it
