Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Life I Live, artist - Rv. Date of issue: 01.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Life I Live |
| Brigades |
| MKThePlug |
| Yo |
| Let me tell you 'bout the life I live |
| In my Range with a gorgeous babe, waist petite but her thighs are thick |
| Rolls with me when I cut through traffic, and I get head behind these tints |
| Still pull up and rise my ting |
| Do him like Junior, slap man’s head like My Wife and Kids |
| Let me tell you 'bout the life I live |
| In my Range with a gorgeous babe, waist petite but her thighs are thick |
| Rolls with me when I cut through traffic, and I get head behind these tints |
| Still pull up and rise my ting |
| Do him like Junior, slap man’s head like My Wife and Kids |
| I was locked down in a Rugby jail, sending Tugzy mail |
| Came a long way from dusty cells, brand new corn, no rusty bells |
| They get-got by the gang and see us go clear, that must be hell |
| If two opposites attract |
| Then it must be deader than Hus, gotta trust I don’t fuck with no ugly girls |
| She said that she love me, well, come hold this mash and prove it |
| But keep it safe cah I spent five on it like Luniz |
| I can put this on my life, if I ain’t got no smoke, I’m with the knife like a |
| fork and spoon is |
| The man broke, what a shambles, applied too much pressure to handle |
| Opps get-got for fashion, or run away like Naomi Campbell |
| Fry man’s head like egg, stress, leave his brains all scrambled |
| Run man down in my Jordan 3's, got good support for my ankles |
| Let me tell you 'bout the life I live |
| In my Range with a gorgeous babe, waist petite but her thighs are thick |
| Rolls with me when I cut through traffic, and I get head behind these tints |
| Still pull up and rise my ting |
| Do him like Junior, slap man’s head like My Wife and Kids |
| Let me tell you 'bout the life I live |
| In my Range with a gorgeous babe, waist petite but her thighs are thick |
| Rolls with me when I cut through traffic, and I get head behind these tints |
| Still pull up and rise my ting |
| Do him like Junior, slap man’s head like My Wife and Kids |
| Don’t lack, that’s a bad decision |
| If I catch man slipping, slap man’s head like his plaits was itching |
| All the times that I had no driver, done it on a bike like Bradley Wiggins |
| Only facts I’m spitting |
| Just know she got it in her bag if you see RV and a bad B with him |
| Gorgeous one, amazing bumper, gotta save that number |
| She wanna go home with my hoodie, no A Boogie, take my jumper |
| I need to retire by thirty five, or maybe younger |
| Come to my hood when you don’t belong here then you can get shaved in summer |
| The life I live is a ments one, brand new spinner’s a hench one |
| If I go backwards, slap it in reverse, that’s you redrum |
| I was in jail for a year last year and I had phone for ten months |
| My bread long like baguettes, I don’t know nuttin' 'bout bread crumbs |
| Let me tell you 'bout the life I live |
| In my Range with a gorgeous babe, waist petite but her thighs are thick |
| Rolls with me when I cut through traffic, and I get head behind these tints |
| Still pull up and rise my ting |
| Do him like Junior, slap man’s head like My Wife and Kids |
| Let me tell you 'bout the life I live |
| In my Range with a gorgeous babe, waist petite but her thighs are thick |
| Rolls with me when I cut through traffic, and I get head behind these tints |
| Still pull up and rise my ting |
| Do him like Junior, slap man’s head like My Wife and Kids |
| Brigades |
| MKThePlug |