Lyrics Lloyd Banks – Live It Up
Text:
Verse 1:
I’m ballin like I used to
Got your common boohoo
And my diamons coloured new blue
Bag ’em up, when they tease you
And track on these hoes
Chasin like the Packers
‘Cause I’m packing up these shows
How the fuck am I supposed to remember who I bump,
Probably won’t
When you broke, bitches tell you eat they smoke
Now they don’t, now they kneel
Kiss my feet or hit the street, how it feel
I’m a real motherfucker, chasing a dollar bill
Drunk as fuck and I’m smoking
Trunk her up and I’m hoping
I can get her back to my room
With this video girl I’m poking shit
I’m getting head right now
This supposed to be work
I’m laughing hard at these chicks
That think they getting close to me, nope
They said I ain’t fucking with who? That’s supposed to be jokes
Still be three weeks, and three tweets
They get a whole of these quotes
Don’t know how the hell we floating
All I hold are these boats
Stocking into my Chevy, ride around with these spokes
Hook:
The kick, got it ready to go
Hundred miles an hour catch me running
Full speed ahead to the dough
I’m a get it, life without a limit
I just want to live it up
I got the hunger for more
I’m a get it, life without a limit
I just want to live it up
Verse 2:
I’m stacking up these chips
Producing on how I switch the kicks
I flip it the whip, I’m sicker then sick
I think somebody slipped me of me
Mary come dance with me
You’re like my fantasy
I got all these questions girl
And you got the answer sheet
You know what the dude will teach
‘Cause they don’t wanna mean to me
The couple out the east
We got the chance to be
I’m out here hitting switches
Front street on the slum
I got a thousand bitches
But you can be the one
I’m put a whoopin on you beat that pussy like a drum
‘Til you come, ’til you done
Where you from, where you going
Let me hit it from the back
Smack it ’til it’s red
Everyday I’m playing out with platinum a little bit
Bombay on my course, five k on my coat
Five days in my city, that’s five days on the throat
Niggas know what happen just for talking sideways and they won’t
You better off you don’t, take a hit of this dope
Hook:
Hey, what you niggas know about this money
The kick, got it ready to go
Hundred miles an hour catch me running
Full speed ahead to the dough
I’m a get it, life without a limit
I just want to live it up
I got the hunger for more
I’m a get it, life without a limit
I just want to live it up
Album
Midge Ure – The Gift
