Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Livin the Life, artist - AZ. Album song Legendary, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 22.11.2010
Record label: Real Talk Entertainment
Song language: English
Livin the Life |
| It’s wet ink, you dig? |
| Think it’s a joint |
| Y’all get a level and all that, right? |
| Yo who joint is that, who that singing that? |
| The Satellites? |
| That shit crazy, ahaha |
| Once again! |
| Back in business |
| AZ is a whole game motherf… |
| In a high rise penthouse suite over the beach |
| Got a bad bitch, butt ass, massaging my feet |
| Bumping DeBarge through the iPod, I’m nodding to sleep |
| My homey Miz caught a charge, his bid start in a week |
| Valet garage, got eleven cars parked in the street |
| One of the few so elite, it’s an honor to meet |
| Obama physique, groomed well, garments is sleek |
| Have a chick so in check you got to con her to speak |
| Don of the week, centerfold magazine style |
| Fuck Kenneth Cole, everything is Japanese now |
| Love dinner rolls, lemonade with iced tea mixed |
| Who’s on beginner mode? |
| I see through the sheisty shit |
| Politely flipped, handsome, slightly mixed |
| Random broads come aboard, few might see dick |
| Fights we fixed, it’s a handful whose life’s legit |
| Said it before, mahphukkaz, yeah life’s a bitch |
| This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it |
| Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it |
| Built they own fortress, living the life |
| Four wheeling or they peeling on bikes |
| This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it |
| Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it |
| Built they own fortress, living the life |
| Be four wheeling or they peeling on bikes |
| Kickstand the Kawasaki, cooling it off |
| Switch hands, the sour got me, I’m cool as the frost |
| Shower properly, smelling like a jewel in my north |
| It’s only right like a midnight 2−2 Porsche |
| Dual exhaust, buck-60, fleeing, burning the clutch |
| Ballers is never talkers, they just learn and adjust |
| The jeans is crushed, double stitched, creased in the front |
| So go figure, ne-er nigga could teach me to stunt |
| Reach for the blunt, the reaper ain’t release in a month |
| No sleeping, if you’re scheming you’ll get beat to the punch |
| Retreat to the Trump, feet up, fruit in the bowl |
| How many ever minked up and drop the coupe in the cold? |
| The view is controlled, the watchers just work and contribute |
| Only certified fly guys flirt with the visual |
| Circle the menu, main course pick of the day |
| Get yours, what else for a nigga to say? |
| This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it |
| Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it |
| Built they own fortress, living the life |
| Four wheeling or they peeling on bikes |
| This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it |
| Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it |
| Built they own fortress, living the life |
| Be four wheeling or they peeling on bikes |