Livin the Life (Explicit)
Az"Livin the Life (Explicit)" là bài hát của Az, 2017, Pop. Thời lượng 2:47, 57 lines / 478 words.
Lời bài hát
0:00Composer: Cozmo
0:00It's wet ink, you dig?
0:05Think it's a joint
0:08Y'all get a level and all that, right?
0:18Yo who joint is that, who that singing that?
0:22The Satellites?
0:23That shit crazy, ahaha
0:26Once again! Back in business
0:34AZ is a whole game motherf...
0:39In a high rise penthouse suite over the beach
0:43Got a bad bitch, butt ass, massaging my feet
0:45Bumping DeBarge through the iPod, I'm nodding to sleep
0:48My homey Miz caught a charge, his bid start in a week
0:51Valet garage, got eleven cars parked in the street
0:53One of the few so elite, it's an honor to meet
0:56Obama physique, groomed well, garments is sleek
0:59Have a chick so in check you got to con her to speak
1:01Don of the week, centerfold magazine style
1:04Fuck Kenneth Cole, everything is Japanese now
1:07Love dinner rolls, lemonade with iced tea mixed
1:10Who's on beginner mode? I see through the sheisty shit
1:12Politely flipped, handsome, slightly mixed
1:15Random broads come aboard, few might see dick
1:17Fights we fixed, it's a handful whose life's legit
1:20Said it before, mahphukkaz, yeah life's a bitch
1:23This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it
1:26Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it
1:29Built they own fortress, living the life
1:31Four wheeling or they peeling on bikes
1:34This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it
1:37Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it
1:39Built they own fortress, living the life
1:42Be four wheeling or they peeling on bikes
1:44Kickstand the Kawasaki, cooling it off
1:47Switch hands, the sour got me, I'm cool as the frost
1:50Shower properly, smelling like a jewel in my north
1:53It's only right like a midnight 2-2 Porsche
1:55Dual exhaust, buck-60, fleeing, burning the clutch
1:58Ballers is never talkers, they just learn and adjust
2:01The jeans is crushed, double stitched, creased in the front
2:03So go figure, ne-er nigga could teach me to stunt
2:06Reach for the blunt, the reaper ain't release in a month
2:09No sleeping, if you're scheming you'll get beat to the punch
2:12Retreat to the Trump, feet up, fruit in the bowl
2:14How many ever minked up and drop the coupe in the cold?
2:17The view is controlled, the watchers just work and contribute
2:20Only certified fly guys flirt with the visual
2:22Circle the menu, main course pick of the day
2:25Get yours, what else for a nigga to say?
2:28This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it
2:31Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it
2:33Built they own fortress, living the life
2:36Four wheeling or they peeling on bikes
2:38This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it
2:41Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it
2:44Built they own fortress, living the life
2:47Be four wheeling or they peeling on bikes
Composer: Cozmo It's wet ink, you dig? Think it's a joint Y'all get a level and all that, right? Yo who joint is that, who that singing that? The Satellites? That shit crazy, ahaha Once again! Back in business AZ is a whole game motherf... In a high rise penthouse suite over the beach Got a bad bitch, butt ass, massaging my feet Bumping DeBarge through the iPod, I'm nodding to sleep My homey Miz caught a charge, his bid start in a week Valet garage, got eleven cars parked in the street One of the few so elite, it's an honor to meet Obama physique, groomed well, garments is sleek Have a chick so in check you got to con her to speak Don of the week, centerfold magazine style Fuck Kenneth Cole, everything is Japanese now Love dinner rolls, lemonade with iced tea mixed Who's on beginner mode? I see through the sheisty shit Politely flipped, handsome, slightly mixed Random broads come aboard, few might see dick Fights we fixed, it's a handful whose life's legit Said it before, mahphukkaz, yeah life's a bitch This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it Built they own fortress, living the life Four wheeling or they peeling on bikes This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it Built they own fortress, living the life Be four wheeling or they peeling on bikes Kickstand the Kawasaki, cooling it off Switch hands, the sour got me, I'm cool as the frost Shower properly, smelling like a jewel in my north It's only right like a midnight 2-2 Porsche Dual exhaust, buck-60, fleeing, burning the clutch Ballers is never talkers, they just learn and adjust The jeans is crushed, double stitched, creased in the front So go figure, ne-er nigga could teach me to stunt Reach for the blunt, the reaper ain't release in a month No sleeping, if you're scheming you'll get beat to the punch Retreat to the Trump, feet up, fruit in the bowl How many ever minked up and drop the coupe in the cold? The view is controlled, the watchers just work and contribute Only certified fly guys flirt with the visual Circle the menu, main course pick of the day Get yours, what else for a nigga to say? This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it Built they own fortress, living the life Four wheeling or they peeling on bikes This is for the homeys that did it and got away with it Still around and talking, lounging, never lost it Built they own fortress, living the life Be four wheeling or they peeling on bikes
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