Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Life, artist - Jay TeeAlbum song The Camp Is Back, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.06.2007
Record label: 40 Ounce
Song language: English
My Life |
| Ya, ya |
| Hun |
| Check, check (Oh) |
| Is it on? |
| It’s on (Baby Bash) |
| All right, it’s on |
| Yeah |
| Come on |
| It’s all gravity |
| I’m a roll 'em off like that, one time (Let's spark that hash) |
| It’s all gravity |
| Levitation, Bos-kelly (Let's spend this cash) |
| What it is |
| Chorus: Bosko |
| We got weed to smoke, whips to roll |
| Chicks to cut, and cash to blow |
| Our V.I.P. |
| list at the door |
| That’s my life, it’s all I know |
| Repeat Chorus |
| It’s the return of that |
| Nut, Baby Beeshy, love is chicken greasy |
| Shittin' on these haters, that love, to taste the feces |
| I’m a fool, I’m a nutter |
| Gone off the butter |
| Chiefin' real big, from Cali to Calcutta |
| And gone wacko off tobacco |
| Mixed, with the dodo |
| Them squares ain’t ready for the modern day cholo |
| Used to be a player, but now |
| I’m in official |
| Hooked up |
| With Bosko, now we do the damn dizzle |
| The only nigga with a Benz, still on welfare |
| No insurance, no license and no |
| Health care |
| Computer illiterate |
| Smoke more than a little bit |
| A straight fucking idiot |
| You think that I give a shit? |
| Repeat Chorus Twice |
| My beezy, man |
| So thick, her body |
| Lookin', like |
| Sheila, (???) |
| The skunk |
| The kush |
| The grand daddy purple |
| Would you please gather around |
| And pass it |
| In a circle (Here you go) |
| My style |
| My swang |
| My thang |
| It’s groovy |
| When you bankin' on the dollar, so hollar |
| When you wanna choose me |
| I spit it |
| I read it |
| I wrote it |
| So quote it |
| Fully, loaded |
| Self, promoted |
| Margarita, Vil and Daquari’s, blowin' on a sack of trees |
| Chokin' so hard, I swear to God, I’m turnin' Japanese |
| Chokin' so hard, I swear to God, I’m turnin' Japanese |
| Repeat Chorus Twice |
| I stay |
| Blown away, off that |
| California purple |
| I was |
| Born to play, breakin' |
| Bitches by the purse full |
| I stay |
| On the blade, and all these |
| Popos tryin' to circle |
| I guess |
| Ma is to blame, that’s why we |
| Spit these vicious verbals |
| Hook: Bosko |
| We poppin' purp' |
| Drink Malibu |
| We choppin' work |
| Break a few |
| She got them curves |
| And held a few |
| You know it’s chuuch |
| Good afternoon |
| Repeat Hook |
| Repeat Chorus Til Fade |