| This is the life, I wouldn’t change it
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| Walking in the club, like I’m famous
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| Poppin Champagne, and now I’m drinking
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| This is the life, I ain’t complaining
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| This is the life, this is the life
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| I’m ballen
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| Field goal touchdown,
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| Everyday got the 30
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| 30 get a nigga ghost like Kirby
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| Sean John jerzy
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| Putting in overtime, full time working
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| Floating down just to open up early
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| never stop serving
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| just to pour the syrup in
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| Say I’m gassed up, pat my back, make me burp it
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| Much too fly
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| I’m so fresh to death, that Imma go and buy
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| White girl wanna suck me like a slerpy
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| Now she with the whole
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| This is the lif, I wouldn’t change it
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| Walking in the club, like I’m famous
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| Poppin Champagn, and now I’m drinking
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| This is the life, I ain’t complaining
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| This is the life, this is the life
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| It goes bank teller, car dealer
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| Where the real niggas go, they be like Gotti, what’s good nigga?
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| I reply shit, I’m just tryna get it
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| full of hoes, they just tryna kick it
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| Baby daddy mad, Gotti got that stupid swag
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| Red bottom shoes for me, fuck the price tag
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| Walking in 20 pounds a quarter
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| nigga that’s a tripple double
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| That’s balling, shot clock
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| wife beater
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| This the life, better tell 'em, Trip
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| Friday, Saturday, Sunday, nigga made a hundred flip
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| Let a hundred rip
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| Trunk whole hood with me, Miami trip
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| Miami bitch, she kinda thick
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| She a model, but I treat her like a hood bitch
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| It’s Yo Gotti!
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| This is the life, I wouldn’t change it
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| Walking in the club, like I’m famous
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| Poppin Champagne, and now I’m drinking
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| This is the life, I ain’t complaining
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| This is the life, this is the life
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| A couple million dollars ain’t nothing
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| A couple hoes round me wearing nothing
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| Pull up in the double R, I’m stunting
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| Black card in the wallet, they love me
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| Smoked out, everyday
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| Stoner’s night, every night
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| Bombay, set it on ice
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| I was talking cold diamonds, just to clairify
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| Twin Glock on me, just to tairify
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| Any fuck nigga, who try to play me
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| Having baby
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| That’s the trippy life, and I love it
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| Whole lotta cash out in public
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| Got a bad bitch that used to work at K.O.D
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| Now she work from home, and bring that cake to me
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| Cause being told what to do, is all these hoes see
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| This is the life, I wouldn’t change it
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| Walking in the club, like I’m famous
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| Poppin Champagne, and now I’m drinking
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| This is the life, I ain’t complaining
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| This is the life, this is the life
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| Walk up in the club, dope boy strut
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| Young made nigga, on that dope boy stuff
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| Hawty said she wonder how a dope boy fuck
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| She say that she never swalloed a dope boy nut
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| International balling, and I ain’t talking Soccer
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| Only thing about it, I get caught, I’m getting locked up
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| Drinking like pimps, smoking like a rockstar
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| Way before I had a quarter million, in the chopper
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| Ran them bands up, and got them haters upset
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| Word onthe streets, Young Dolph up next
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| Walk up in the club, ike I’m famous
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| Hundred karots on the necklace, just a
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| Shoot first, we ain’t doing no explaining
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| Two shots to the head, make him famous
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| I got my money out the streets, and never had to touch the white
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| This is the life, this is the life
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| This is the life, I wouldn’t change it
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| Walking in the club, like I’m famous
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| Poppin Champagne, and now I’m drinking
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| This is the life, I ain’t complaining
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| This is the life, this is the life |