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queezy_the_gangster – lifestyle (remix) – bonus track كلمات اغاني

[intro: young thug, rich homie quan & birdman]
i done, uh, ha, huh (ayy)
london on da track, b_tch
(my lifestyle)
ayy, rich homie, thugga thugga in this mothaf_cka’ (yee)
rich homie, thugga thugga in this mothaf_cka’ (oh)
rich gang, thugga thugga baby
got like four ounces in a 20 ounce, b_tch (ah)
i’m blessed (hey)
(rich homie)
[chorus 1: young thug]
i done (hey), did a lot of sh_t just to live this here lifestyle (oh, yeah, woo)
we came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle (lifestyle, ayy)
n_gga livin’ life like a beginner and this is only beginnin’ (beginnin’, lil’ n_gga, woo)
i’m on the top of the mountain, puffin’ on clouds and n_ggas still beginnin’ (you still beginnin’, lil’ n_gga)

[verse 1: young thug]
million five on the visa card (woo)
hundred bands stacked look like some f_ckin’ titans (football player)
n_gga servin’ great white like i’m feedin’ sharks (sheesh)
i won’t do nothin’ with the b_tch, she can’t even get me hard (woo)
somethin’ wrong with the p_ssy (what?)
even though i ain’t gon’ hit it, i’ma still make sure that she douche it (’cause what?)
me and my woadie, we don’t get caught up like that, no way (no way)
we ain’t got time to go see doctors, j, hey (woo)
who said money? (money, n_gga)
hop up in my bed full of forty b_tches, i’m yawnin’ (and why?)
hey, think this a show, b_tch, i’m performin’
i do this sh_t for my daughters and all my sons, b_tch (woo)
i’m gonna run up them bands up, take care their funds, b_tch (are you eatin’?)
i got a moms, b_tch (what?), she got a moms, b_tch (she do)
i got sisters and brothers to feed (woo)
i ain’t goin’ out like no idiot, i’m a og

[chorus 1: young thug]
i done did a lot of sh_t just to live this here lifestyle (livin’ this sh_t right now)
we came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle (livin’ lifestyle right now, oh)
n_gga livin’ life like a beginner and this is only beginnin’ (only beginnin’, lil’ n_gga)
i’m on the top of the mountain, puffin’ on clouds and n_ggas still beginnin’ (you still beginnin’, lil’ n_gga)
[verse 2: young thug & birdman]
still screamin’ “f_ck the otherside” (f_ck them n_ggas, f_ck them n_ggas)
i’ma ride for my n_gga, ayy (quan voice)
and i’ma die for my n_gga, ayy (quan voice)
ain’t gonna be latchin’ on my n_ggas, ayy (no way, no way)
n_ggas couldn’t see me if they had a genie (woo)
i’ma live my life like bennie, r.i.p. my brother bennie (r.i.p.)
i stack them racks to the ceiling, now these n_ggas can’t beat me (racks)
i just might wake wantin’ chanel and these b_tches can’t see me (woo)
i’m in a whole other league (rich gang)
i ain’t got aids but i swear to god i would bleed (suwoop)
’til i d.i.e (brrat)
28 floors up i feel like i could f.l.y.e.e (ooh)
pee on top of these b_tches (ooh)
god told me they can never stop me so they ain’t gon’ stop me
i’m in that corvette with baby mommy gettin’ sloppy toppy (skrrt, skrrt, woo)
i’m bleedin’ red like a devil, i see these b_tches plotting
they wanna know how i got m’s and i didn’t finish college (d_mn)

[verse 3: rich homie quan]
i do it for my daddy (ayy), i do it for my mama (i do)
them long nights, i swear to god i do it for the come up (come up)
i’m willie b beatin’ on my chest, in the jungle, ayy (hey)
money on money, i got commas in every bank
sunday through monday i’ve been grindin’ with no sleep (swear)
talkin’ ’bout takin’ somethin’ from me, like no way (nah)
thugga thugger, that’s my brother, brother (thugger, thugger)
you don’t want no trouble trouble or you can get these fists, knuckle, knuckle (hey)
buckle up like a seatbelt or i’ll shoot ya (fuh fuh)
punchin’ on the gas (skrrt), too fast, and i lose ya (hey)
give me a bed, and i’ll do her (hey), i want her head, medusa (ooh)
i swear a n_gga gone ’cause this strong i’m blowin’ super (og, n_gga)
ayy, grindin’ for a new day (what you doin’?)
i’m skatin’, like that n_gga lupe (swear to god)
hey, i’m on the top just like toupee (i’m on the top, n_gga)
ayy, i’m in her mouth just like toothpaste
[chorus 1: young thug]
i’ve done did a lot of sh_t just to live this here lifestyle (style)
we came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle
n_gga livin’ life like a beginner and this is only beginnin’ (beginnin’, lil’ n_gga)
i’m on the top of the mountain, puffin’ on clouds and n_ggas still beginnin’

[chorus 2: lil boose]
lord knows, these b_tch n_ggas couldn’t live my cold lifestyle
if you really knew boosie boo, then you would run right now
(p_ssy ass n_ggas)
sick of all of these n_ggas saying that they gangsters
(d_mn right)
(d_mn right)
we don’t rap beef like y’all rap beef, believe me, we spank ya

[verse 4: lil boose]
what you know ’bout riding strapped in a drop top
finger on the trigger in the rearview glock hot
n_gga tryna sn_tch ya girl from the hair spot (cold)
fighting extortion from the narcotics
hitters on the backseat and them thangs c_cked (cold)
burning n_ggas homes ’til they run out
at the graveyard watching my homeboys
momma cried tears so you know that it’s on, boy
picture perfect ain’t the word for this lifestyle
loan sharking n_ggas, that don’t deserve to live this lifestyle
penitentiary chances on the daily
shootouts every week, sh_t deep, god saved me
going to war for the same n_ggas that betrayed me
attutude real rude, f_ck you pay me
in
louisiana where the streets ain’t gravy
yeah, i’ll lay down anybody just to live like baby

[verse 5: lil boose]
sickest clique ever did it, we don’t talk sh_t
how i live, a gun a part of my outfit
take a pick, replace the six with the soda
it’s a front so if the n_gga complain, game over
y’all live a rap lifestyle, mine colder
one of the few you could believe what they told you
all day stalking, we cl!ck clacking
studying n_ggas moves it’s cool, send a b_tch at ’em
f.n rip a n_gga til’ holla’
crime scene lost cause they thinking it’s a choppa
real homework and i ain’t talking ’bout a scholar
jump out sick, when i’m worth a million dollars
living like this, then you got a million problems
in and out of courts, beefin’ with your baby momma’s
you want beef? then that beef sh_t we got it
whole clique murder ones, but we walk cause we solid

[verse 6: lil boose]
making n_ggas pay draft, this is real talk
wink my eye, have you gone
a real boss
thugging hard in angola, on that real walk
every n_gga i done beefed wit had a big heart
evil, the same place i see ya i leave ya
going in n_ggas pockets, on gp [?]
hit the club after i bleed you to tease you
everybody strapped to the max, even nita
sh_t, taking n_ggas chains off they neck
want it back? then i gotta get a check
on plank road and they rip out the vet
glock on the dresser everytime i have s_x
swerving down n_ggas block, vest up
auntie telling me to change cause i’m living messed up (straight up)
f_ck rain, this is thunder mane
director stole my script for the hunger games (boosie)

[chorus 3: queezy_the_gangster]
i’ve backed away from the street sh_t that brought me into this lifestyle
i only did it so my baby mama could feel alright now
she don’t need to be scared the crips are gonna come and get me
i’ll still tote my own as if i’m right back in the beginning

[verse 7: queezy_the_gangster]
queezy on the track, b_tch
i broke my knuckles because i’m a maniac, b_tch
i just want to get to all these stacks, rich
she wants all the cum from out my sack, sick
imma nut in her p_ssy
f_ck her on christmas day, baby queezy’s grandpa is homies with a boogie
yea we rep that red sh_t
if i ain’t gettin’ money, her p_ssy and ass are the few things i can get
i’m with her and i won’t split
i’m in it ’till the end, imma suck my hoes cl_t
she wanna suck this big d_ck
her p_ssy so good, gotta make sure i don’t cum quick
gotta teacher her a new trick
i’ll shoot it her on her tongue, she make go in her stomach
my shawty swallow all of it
leave her dripping with white, looks like she’s filled with a brick

[outro: birdman & ]
sitting in the middle of this ocean, pacific that is
you understand me? bunch of bad b_tches, ya heard?
popping that gtv, living that lifestyle, ya heard?
i do this for ms. gladys, boy _ 100

- queezy_the_gangster

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