Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Just Living, artist - Ace Hood. Album song Body Bag, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 02.10.2011
Record label: Trap starz
Song language: English
Just Living |
| Okay |
| Keys to the benz |
| Breeze in the wind |
| Chicks get a tan |
| LV’s in the lense |
| Fresh like some homemade drinks in the fridge |
| Gotta keep a bad chick, click and her friends |
| I’m just living my life, neck full of ice |
| See the rims roll like the game of the dice |
| Plus it came with the pipes, came with the top |
| Had to get it sliced, like a head full of lice |
| Nevermind was the price, cop it on site |
| Neck looking like a city fell full of lights |
| I’m a made ass nigga, bank and bigger |
| Only 19 when I seen 6 figures |
| Lord knows I’m a sinner, knows my dilemma |
| Keep a thick knott, in my hard blue denim |
| Let the hot water simmer, friends turn bitter |
| Hope a nigga fall when they scream out timber, |
| I be cool like the winter, no Decemeber |
| Two bad chicks, that’s a two piece dinner |
| Ridin in a benz, I’m a Rose sippa |
| Pour a little out |
| R.I.P my niggasss |
| Uh, |
| Okay I came in the game, pray for the change |
| Click that I claim, put the name on the chain |
| Couple years of the fame, life ain’t the same |
| Plenty champagne, first class on the planes |
| And it got a nigga laid, I just feel I’m in the daze |
| Music that I made, I just started gettin praise |
| Everyday I pray, god keep me in the wave |
| Never let it phase, now I’m really gettin paid |
| See a nigga swag, courtside Heat game |
| Probably routin on my nigga Lebron James |
| The homie Dwayne Wade, just lookin out for the fay |
| Jay that’s in your face, the champs is on the way |
| Swoosh I’m in the coupe, oops there goes the roof |
| True my bitch bad, and ass as thick as a nuis |
| My cash will introduce, my swagger in the room |
| Hit a couple of buttons, and the engine will vroom vroom |
| Shorty frontin to fuck, she’ll kindly get the broom |
| And its facts so don’t assume |
| Man you niggas are after, like noon |
| And tell my moms new crib, got plenty of rooms |
| Ye, Eyy, Hahaha |
| We on our way to the good times baby |