Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Love It , by - Busta Rhymes. Release date: 05.11.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Love It |
| Ride till I die, Lord knows i stay high and I love it, and I love it Let’s go! |
| We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor |
| Fresh outta work and on the way with some more |
| And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show |
| Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo’s |
| And I love it (yeah!), and I love it Once again it’s on, I’m back in the mu’fuckin booth |
| These niggas still lying, I’m the mu’fuckin truth (GYEAH!) |
| I don’t believe em, I need to see mu’fuckin proof |
| I ain’t want the four door, I copped the mu’fuckin coupe (HAHA!) |
| They tryin be me, I’m just tryin be G And everything comes to da light you’ll see |
| These niggas in the dark baby I just shine (SHINE) |
| I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme (YEEEEEAHHHH!) |
| Check your watch, nigga it’s my time (HEY!) |
| Mind made up I was on my grind (THAT'S RIGHT!)) |
| So pay attention yea you on my time |
| In that case time waits for no man |
| Do it again I done that before man (GYEAH!) |
| M.O.E., you ain’t part of the program |
| Or maybe you niggaz ain’t listening |
| Open your eyes I’m a blessing in disguise |
| We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor |
| Fresh outta work and on the way with some more |
| And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show |
| Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo’s |
| And I love it (yeah!), and I love it Yea I blew up, but they ain’t like that |
| They switched up on me, and I ain’t like that |
| Sold my first brick, yea, I came right back |
| Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now |
| And I never turn back, so motherfuck that |
| Nike’s on the ground got my head to the sky |
| Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high |
| Stay on top, Lord knows I’m gon’try |
| And live for the moment, Lord knows I’m gon’die |
| And when I get to hell, Lord knows I’m gon’fry |
| Woke up this morning so I’m still alive |
| 36 O’s I sold them all for five |
| We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor |
| Fresh outta work and on the way with some more |
| And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show |
| Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo’s |
| And I love it (yeah!), and I love it Been around the world, it’s the same ol’caine |
| Been around the world, it’s the same ol’thang (Dro) |
| All the real niggaz either dead or in jail |
| And if you’re looking for me homie, I’m in the A-T-L |
| You gotta play it how it go, you can’t cheat on life (YEAAAAH!) |
| Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can’t sleep on life |
| I ain’t tryna do you, I’m tryin’do me Last album did two, I’m just tryin’do three |
| Fresh out the pot yea the work was hard |
| Ride with the top down so I’m closer to God |
| My P.O. |
| telling me I need a 9 to 5 |
| But I already got a job, and that’s stayin alive |
| We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor |
| Fresh outta work and on the way with some more |
| And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show |
| Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo’s |
| And I love it (yeah!), and I love it |