- Young Jeezy I Luv It 歌詞
- Young Jeezy
- Ride till I die, Lord knows I stay high and I love it, and I love it
Lets 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 fos
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it
Once again its on, Im back in the mufuckin booth
These niggas still lying, Im the mufuckin truth (GYEAH!)
I dont believe em, I need to see mufuckin proof
I aint want the four door, I copped the mufuckin coupe (HAHA!)
They tryin be me, Im just tryin be G
And everything comes to da light youll 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 its my time (HEY !)
Mind made up I was on my grind (THATS 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 aint part of the program
Or maybe you niggaz aint listening
Open your eyes Im 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 fos
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it
Yea I blew up, but they aintlike that
They switched up on me, and I aint 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
Nikes on the ground got my head to the sky
Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high
Stay on top, Lord knows Im gon try
And live for the moment, Lord knows Im gon die
And when I get to hell, Lord knows Im gon fry
Woke up this morning so Im still alive
36 Os 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 fos
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it
Been around the world, its the same ol caine
Been around the world, its the same ol thang (Dro)
All the real niggaz either dead or in jail
And if youre looking for me homie, Im in the A-T-L
You gotta play it how it go, you cant cheat on life (YEAAAAH!)
Ya better drink a Red Bull, you cant sleep on life
I aint tryna do you, Im tryin do me
Last album did two , Im just tryin do three
Fresh out the pot yea the work was hard
Ride with the top down so Im closer to God
My P.O. telling me I need a 9 to 5
But I already got a job, and thats 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 fos
And I love it (yeah!), and I love it
Repeat Intro till fade
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