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"It's Alright"

"It's Alright"




[INTRO: (SEAN PAUL)]
All you need to know is the vibe round' here we built and instill it
Sean Paul alongside
Fabolous...You done know we buss'...
Telling them again, ay!...
Girl run away tha guy that wants to "vibe kill" it...
She say a only tha "topper" youth and "dapper" youth she want (to) win it...
Fabolous!

[VERSE 1: (FABOLOUS)]
Lets get it ta' poppin ma, its a little before 1
And I'm yellin' out aye aye aye aye aye yoooo
I can tell by tha ring in tha middle of ya tongue
You're tha kinda girl that has a little bit more fun
I'm literally yours hun
Cuz' I never seen a ass so big with a waist as little as yours hun
And by tha expressions on them hotties grills
I know they wanna holla at somebody real
And I'm usually lookin' for somebody skilled
Enough to make a nigga say aye aye aye yo niggas get mad cuz I may slay they hoe
But I don't wanna let the a.k. spray so
Stop face fightin' me, like ya face frighten' me
I do this every year so I ain't never scared
I do this everywhere and you ain't never there
They sayin' this everywhere, how could you never hear

[HOOK: (SEAN PAUL)]
If you wanna roll with tha thugs tonight
Lights, camera, action can you feel tha hype
Hit cruise control blazed Kryptonite
Well its alright, baby its alright
If you wanna live up and free your life
Come through let we kick it 'til a morning light
If you wanna roll with tha thugs tonight
Well its alright, baby its alright

[VERSE 2: (SEAN PAUL)]
So get with it, we want (to) hit it, we nah quit it..
And I like tha way you body set and how your clothes fit it
I want you give me some of it because minute by minute
Temperature it all a rise because you thighs and all you hips...style
You shockin' it..you a rock it..you a kill it
And a one thing the Dutty Paul want to predict
Say by tha end of tha night you will be chillen' with tha click
Flossin' it...Money we tossin' it...
'Cause we a tha Boss in it
We naw ease up...We aint stallin'...Grab tha girls all in...
Thats my true callin'
Ya'll freeze up.. We be flowin' it...
Your girl knowin' it And thats why she's showin' it.

[HOOK]

[VERSE 3: (FABOLOUS)]
Over here tha liquor is light blue, the chronic is light green
They wearin' tha right shoe, they put on tha tight jeans
They bringin' me right thru', I walk with a slight lean
My style excites you, I know what that might mean
Aye, Im'ma freaky scorpio
Yo, tryna' leave with your skio
Aye, but its mandatory tho'
Yo' after me let shorey go

But thats another story tho'
But please dont try to bring us to tha Maury show
How cool is he?
You dont know a fool who be crazy enough to fool with me
You'd rather swim in a pool of pee
Then see tha one you luv in tha vehicle with me
Aye
Yo
But tha vibe is right, tha girls is up to par
We gon', drink it tonight and earl it up tomorr'
It goes

[HOOK]
 
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"It's In The Game"

"It's In The Game"


[DJ Clue]
Yeah... DJ Clue...Dessert Storm...EA Sports...Come on

[Fabolous]
NBA Live...2003... Fabolous...Who Gon' Stop Me!!?

[Verse 1]
I hoop with the best of them swooped up the chest of them
dunked on a bunch caught ali-oops on the rest of them
I got the lean on the "J" now
it really don't matter if we play in arenas or playgrounds
throw it around the back so it look fly when I pass
just to avoid the block go high off the glass
I'm killing them out there they gon' have to bring caskets
this all I hear after the baskets *swoosh*
but I ain't even warm up
and still pull from where it counts for 3 points and leave the form up
you must be insane if you give me the lane or perimiter
the crossover will sprain every limb on ya
I never woulda, ever coulda
thought I could come off the baseline and jump over seven-footers
soon as you step out the locker room you now can see
how live it gets in 2003

[Hook: repeat 2X]
Who gon' stop me when I'm in the lane?
I come to entertain you know its in the game
Who gon' stop me? go and get 5
I D-up with 5 you know it gets live

[Verse 2]
I'm the crowd favorite and I believe the fans
love the way I finger roll it with either hand
my handles pull it through presses plus I can play the lane
and block shots like bulletproof vestes
I often be found in the paint waiting for I miss
so I can slam it back off the rebound
then I show off with class
look the other way when I throw off a pass
call it when I go off the glass
hope ya'll play better "D"
or I'ma keep scoring until the coach hold his hands like the letter "T"
When I put pressure on the ball they be feeling on lock
remind 'em of a jewel theif when I be stealing the rock
shorty over the summer you might have boosted an inch
but if you ain't ballin like me get used to the bench
and everybody know I does my thing
and play hard 'til the buzzer ring, yeah

[Hook]

[DJ Clue]
Yeah...DJ Clue...Fabolous...Desert Storm...EA Sports...Live...2003
You seeit, It's in the game!
 
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"Jokes On You"
(feat. Pusha T)

"Jokes On You"
(feat. Pusha T)



Make money money,
make money money money,
make money money,
make money money money,
make money money,
make money money money,
make money money,
make money money money
You niggas got it twisted man

[Chorus]
I'm like ha ha ha ha ha you niggas make me laugh,
c'mon if it don't make me math.
I'm like ha ha ha ha ha what u can't take a joke,
well i cant take being broke.
I'm like ha ha ha ha ha, make money money money.
Ha ha ha ha ha, make money money money

[Fabolous' Verse]
You niggas are comical, who me
I'm seven digits two commacal on my mama fool
I'm getting this money and that kill'em
they looking at a pimp funny I'm Katt Williams
Money Mike, I gets money on the mic
and some say I'm wild'n out
Bargadi styling out, pushing seven digits dialing
but i ain't gotta fucking choice
my money talks in a Chris Tucker voice
"And you know this man"
You a stand up rapper, hip hop comedian
I start laughing as soon as i put your CD in
you joke, you joke, you kid, you kid
should have went to Comedy Central with the vids you did
but ok, you B.E.T. only if its Comic View
Promise you I'm funny style I can be a comic too
I'm Marty Mar, at a Auty Mar
Cute snotty broad, tits like Dolly Par
Ed Harty naw this is carty ma
but that was a good one, Hardy har
Lambo Galardi car getting my last laugh HAW

[Chorus]

[Pusha T's Verse]
The jokes on you niggas
see the figures don't add up to the claims
you Sam Kinnison you just screaming names
my brother my partner for real like the Wayans
plus everything in live In Living Color
High rise checks diamonds the size of Robin Harris'
I Bebe Kids my neck
You call it a tribute, a ?? distribute
sales was slow i got Paco to contribute
some morals in each state, move weight, get caught,
don't talk, Dave Chappelle niggas might break
so hilarious, how the chariots, carry us
Phantom is light gray sort of like Ashy Larry is
King of the one liner lil' rhymers watch what you say
you just a potty mouth like Andrew Dice Clay
I pop collars on niggas, i drop dollars on niggas
i jell O's together i Bill Cosby on niggas
got you lost in the smoke i Micheal Connelly you niggas
i watch u verse from the fire i Richard Pryor you niggas
said enough nigga sort of like Kramer
i'm joking you don't wanna see the anger Fab tell'em

[Chorus]

[Fabolous' Verse 2]
Mane look, the diamonds in your chain look
funnier than Dane Cook, you hit the Sufi
I am to fly, in the booth I
make joke of them, i ain't the richest nigga but i ain't broke as them
I'm serious, petty worth will make a man delirious like Eddie Murph
Girls get curious
is he really funny, don't be silly honey
i'm the burner packing
Bernie Macing
I ain't scared of you mafuckers kick ass
hon stack thick ass
a deck of card VIP section hard
they try to holla at me you know the heckler broads
I'm popping Rose, I don't the neck to God
don't front yo, i be in the front row
watch your wise cracks or i'll be at your front door
and i push up on a female smoothly, in a GL but keep that on the D.L. Hughley
LOL this is LOS
O no your money coming so slow guess this mafuckers a no show, Oh oh oh

[Chorus]
 
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"Keepin It Gangsta (Remix)"
(feat. Styles, Jadakiss, Paul Cain, M.O.P.)

"Keepin It Gangsta (Remix)"
(feat. Styles, Jadakiss, Paul Cain, M.O.P.)



[Jadakiss] D-Block
[Styles] True indeed
[J] Double are
Yes, true indeed
[J] Desert Storm
True indeed
(Sheek Lu' where you at?)
True indeed
(Haha, You know how we doin' baby?)

[Jadakiss (Styles)]
Keepin' it Gangsta, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo
How many men could you kill? (Let me count all the bullets I got)
Many bricks could move, (you can say 20 a block)
Many niggas'll ride (you could fill a football field)
(How much money you got?) You think I signed a football deal
(My nigga give me the word, I'm gonna kill that lane)
You know major league niggas play the kidnap game
Have the kid missin' for days, listen and pray
(And I'm kill 6 of your niggas, 6 different ways
And we still got exza of rhymes) Still gangsta
(Try to run up on the guy, that send your legs to your mom)
And we still got kilos of coke
(Ruff Ryders to the death, ride or die nigga we know the oath)
That's why I'm tryin' to send this metal through your head
Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin' the ghost
(Comin' through like the "Matrix" in the A-6
Triple black leather, six-speed, with the gray stick)
Give me the safe, I spit at your face
Double clip in your mug, then have sp hit it wit mase
(And we just caught burners and do me I'll say this)
Your little niggas lookin' up to me like the walls in Green Haven
Keep heat and we shank ya, (rob ya and say thank ya)
Now that's keepin' it gangsta (keepin' it gangsta)

[Chorus - Fabolous]
Ya'll know who
Keepin' it Gangsta
We come through
Keepin' it Gangsta
Ya'll know how we do
Keepin' it Gangsta
My whole crew
Keepin' it Gangsta

[Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Yeah, ok, uh, yeah, uh, yo
We your favorite gangstas, favorite gangstas (do better both)
Before these slugs sink hitters, weighs like anchors
We don't own clean guns (all our skets is dirty
I toss bullets, New York niggas gel like Testaverde
I don't keep the scope on the ratchet
And for the dope I'm gonna catch it)
Make sure the joint ain't point blank so they can't open your casket
My whole crew (got glocks on 'em)
In a hurry to shoot, (like they put shot clocks on 'em)
All that gossip we blast, better see if they possibly has
A V12 ambulance that will get you to a hospital fast
(We done came out the cages in shackles
I ain't call a pager to track you
I'm loadin' up gauges to whack you
We been riding together
And us back and forth), it's like puttin' Saddam Hussein and Bin Laden together
Soon as you get a crumb, they wanna bury ya
That's why I travel with a semi, like Eddie in "Coming to America"
(Silencers, it sound like it's hummin' when I'm airin' ya
Won't know you hit, 'til your body start numbin' in that area)
The kids don't want to see the toast of mom and daddy
Plus we rather be roastin' Charming fatties
In a toasted armor Caddy
(And we come through, with chains glisten and thangs spittin'
Hollow shots'll leave your brain missin'
Ghetto F A B (and Paul Cain nigga)
We gettin heaps of complaints for Keepin' it Gangsta (Keepin' it Gangsta)

[Chorus:]

[Billy Danze]
Hey yo, we represent them down ass niggas (Ok)
M. O. P. (Ok), rip rounds at you clown ass niggas (All day)
B Day nigga get up off snooze [snoring noise]
Don't make me put your gangsta on the 6 o'clock news
You ride in a what (what's up), don't get it fucked up
Or twisted, cause you'll get it twisted and fucked up
And die in that truck
(be cautious when your walkin' through, be careful who you talkin' too, comes the boom)
It's the livest motherfuckers of the century
You niggas is killin' me, you got to be kiddin' me (ah ha ha)
Ain't nobody takin' it and makin' it
Extra like dust, throwin' they ass on the record and bless it like Gus
(Now) now about them weak flows, keep those, we eat those
As far as meat goes, we keep those, the street knows
The mo (Mo) P is what's up
We in the cut, Brownsville is heatin' it up (Come on)

[Lil' Fame]
Yo your ego, why still spit lines that your bitch
Play C low, and spit four five's at your six
Ya'll don't really wanna lose your life
So I'm gonna smack flames out ya, pick ya money up and roof ya dice
Yo, you done know were we from (From) soldier, come (Come) soldier
Jump (Jump) soldier, you been found and your whip's slumped over
With your gangsta ass, dead and your gone
Iced out, chain out, with ya brains out, head on your horn [horn noise]
You (You) know (Know), who (Who) be Keepin' it Gangsta
With a truck full of goons that fakesta
And the Brownsville niggas from the past
That run up, put a hammer to ya gut, and tell ya drop it in the bag
You gangsta, Paul whatever (haha), cause for real if I ever ever (what)
Ever ever catch yo ass flippin', I'm gonna pop a collar (Boom)
Woo mack and when your bitch holla

Chorus
 
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"Keepin' It Gangsta"

"Keepin' It Gangsta"


[Talking:]
Fabolous, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Yeah, yo, I don't care what y'all do, how y'all do, uh-huh, uh-huh
Where y'all do it, Brooklyn, yeah, just keep it gangsta, yeah, uh
Look at them gangstas
Ugh, uh, yeah, uh, uh-huh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh

Fab's livin' la vida loca
The only nigga in the hood you can come see for either weed or coca
Nark's wanna see me and my team in a chair
They heard about the kid with the high beams in his ear
DEA been lookin' for proof since 9-3
When I came through in the Benz with the roof behind me
Tell them jake's, throw on bullet proof's and find me
You need extinguishers to go in the booth behind me
Who the fuck wanna beef?
My Fendi knits be 3X, so you can't see whats tucked underneath
And I might not even drop
Just take my advance and make a small town in Cleveland pop
"Vivrant Thing" on my hip, that will make you "Breathe and Stop"
Rock ya chain in ya shirt, you roll with your sleeves on top
You niggas know where my heat stay at
I leave niggas MIA and I ain't talkin' where the Heat play at, c'mon

[Chorus:]
Y'all know who
Keepin' it Gangsta
We come through
Keepin' it Gangsta
Y'all know how we do
Keepin' it Gangsta
My whole crew
Keepin' it Gangsta

Niggas don't think I'm still shavin' crack
Cause I pull up in a truck with a system, that make the pavement crack
Baguettes have my face and beard covered
And I keep a Leathal Weapon like, Mel Gibson and Dan Glover
Now I lose V Money and C Lo
And the cops think me and Muggs, is G Money and Nino
I don't hit these honey's with C-Notes
Rather put them on Greyhound, Strap these honey's with kilo's
Type of gangsta every chick wants
I get Nike's from Aster you won't see hit the store for 6 months
There's something bout the Beamer X5
When I come through it be increasing a skeo's sex drive
Half the click look like they stuck Genesis up
The other half is, tryin' to wrap they sentences up
I'm never gone hate, half these artists never slum weight
When they call NY, it's the only time they touch the 7-1-8, what nigga

[Chorus]

I lay low on the other side of the globe
Carat's hangin' out the side of my lobe, pull in ya drivers side and unload
They find ya when it's time for your ride to be towed
On side of the road, with ya brain on ya passenger side of ya Rove (Rover)
Y'all niggas ain't gangstas til' y'all ridin', and Fed's tell ya
Hit a chick once, and she runnin' back like Fred Taylor
I'm snatchin' everything in the PJ's now
That's why most these niggas is workin' with the DA's now
If I'm in a hoop ride, or a buggy coupe 5
Keepin' it Gangsta
If I'm with a hoochie freak, or a dime in Gucci sneaks
Keepin' it Gangsta
If I'm probally in the hood, or I'm in Hollywood
Keepin' it Gangsta
If I spit 16 on a track, or 16 from a gat
Keepin' it Gangsta

[Chorus]
 
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"Last Time"
(feat. Trey Songz)

"Last Time"
(feat. Trey Songz)



[Chorus]
This is the last time, I know I'm about to drive you crazy
Last time but I gotta see my baby
I know I swore that I'd never break your heart no more (try to walk)
But I just can’t leave her alone girl
She keep calling me calling me
Try to leave her alone but she keep calling me calling me and I gotta go

[Verse 1:]
Damn here we go again
I just came back girl dont make me go again
She said you been in the streets
You was with that hoe again
Money wrapped in rubber bands watcha selling blowing again
How she got you on the run
But you call that hoe your friend
You weren’t supposed to bring her home
What you do you show her in
I was like show her in? never that oh no anybody in the streets know thats a no no
So no I would never ever, ever, ever
Baby I'm a g yeah thats right the seventh letter
See one thing about the streets where I know the heffa at
And I bet she always be exactly where I left her at
But you know we had a bond no ring no paper
And I dont hear that shit when I bring home paper
My ears to the streets wat you know you tell us
You keep talking down girl you sound like you’re jealous.

[Trey Songz]
This is the last time I know I'm about to drive you crazy
Last time but I gotta see my baby
I know I swore that I'd never break your heart no more (try to walk)
But I just can’t leave her alone girl
She keep calling me calling me
Try to leave her alone but she keep calling me calling me and I gotta go

[Verse 2:]
Hi honey I'm home
She looked at me and said its 5 something in the morn’
You smell like you been drinking the vibe from you is strong
I said baby thats cologne she said nigga thats patrone
If you wanna keep with the bad habits thats fine
You think I'm with it then you out your rabbit ass mind
They say tricks are for kids
Most chicks would of said
But who ain’t missed a visit through the six that you did
I be damned if I do another six with’s some kids
Who only see their daddy in them flicks on the fridge
Them niggas that you think are in the mix with the shit
They the same reason michael vix doing biz
Say hold up I met you while I was thuggin back then
You was riding with me holding a mac10
But that was back then
You ain’t give a what
Now you standing here telling me to give a hug

[Trey Songz]
This is the last time I know I'm about to drive you crazy
Last time but I gotta see my baby
I know I swore that I'd never break your heart no more (try to walk)
But I just can’t leave her alone girl
She keep calling me calling me
Try to leave her alone but she keep calling me calling me and I gotta go

[Verse 3:]
Hold on baby please you can’t leave now
No joke baby please
I’m gon’ get you to a hospital, as quickly as possible
Life is full of obstacles, we gon’ get you through this one
You looked me in my eye (eye)
When you told me it was done
I played her for a fool but I guess I was the foolish one
Remember when she told me how that she was as hot as a dream
Late night phone calls from one of my close friends
Telling you that we are rushing to the E.R.
About this time tomorrow we were supposed to be in D.R
Me blowing a cigar, you sippin’ a tini
I told her pack her bags and dont forget a bikini
And just like hoobini it all disappeared
Skipped to paradise didn’t end like this I swear
Sorry baby girl I tried the best I could
But if I can’t be in the streets I guess heaven’s just as good

This is the last time I know I'm about to drive you crazy
Last time but I gotta see my baby
I know I swore that I'd never break your heart no more (try to walk)
But I just can’t leave room girl
She keep calling me calling me
Try to leave room (ooh)
But she keep calling me calling me and I gotta go
Oooh oooh oooh oooh
Say I gotta go ooooh
She keep calling me calling me
Ooooh oooh oooh oooh
 
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"Lay Down"
(feat. Ryan Leslie)

"Lay Down"
(feat. Ryan Leslie)



[Verse 1 - Fab:]
You finally got some off time
It's usually Sports Center for the fourth time
Tonight you came out of yours and I took off mine
Now we finally playing catch, got some back and forth time
Tossing pillows, passing blunts, caught a buzz
First time you gave me head was everything I thought it was gonna be
You ain't got one degree
But you'll get a PH.D for that thing you've done to me
And tugging your dungaree, I wanted you under me
Wanted to spread them legs like you number 23
Maybe you wasn't ready
Maybe it's under key
And it's some for them, and it ain't none for me
So we cuddle for a while, talk what you want to be
Some things we had in common and movies you want to see
He made her run to me, you played with one of these
Pretty young girls, ain't no telling what she gonna be
If she was my girl, might sound sprung of me
I'd give her everything like she had a gun to me
Yeah, busy man, but for you I'm free
Just counting down the days 'til the next time we...

[Hook - Ryan Leslie & Fab:]
Lay down (lay down) lay down (lay down)
I can hear you now, lay down
I can hear you now, lay down
(Let that body talk) [x2]

Talk to me now, listen

[Verse 2 - Fab:]
Your scent light up the truck soon as you hopped in it
Easily number one, no matter who the top 10 is
In that passenger, no reason for gassing ya
Girl you ain't killing 'em, baby it's a massacre
Black curly hair, smile with a pearly glare
I can take you around the globe, I'm sure the world will stare
But tonight we in the city, like J.Lo and Diddy
Back in 99, that bad boy with pretty
A rainy night, the type that make you change your flight
But we still fly
Ain't nothing plain about us, right?
We came to get a bite, blue ribbon for two
And I ain't clumsy but I'm so tripping off you

Had sushi for the first time, she tried the king
California tempura, oh you trying things

I'm your waiter, I hope you like what I'm trying to bring
All you gotta do is the two words Ryan sing
Lay down, lay down
Hey, girl I know my way round
Coming down, H-town
Ass up, face down
Guess we on our way now
I know you can't stay 'round
She climbed on top and said look nigga...

[Hook - Ryan Leslie & Fab:]
Lay down... lay down... lay down
I can hear you now, lay down
I can hear you now, lay down
(Let that body talk) [x2]
 
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"Leaving You"

"Leaving You"


[Hook]
Leave you, I never mean to [4x]

[Verse 1]
I guess making sure that you good was my bad
I kinda thought you had the same feelings I had
And you helped sell it like a fly ad
But you was mackin at the house, Ipad
Not mad, but there’s a few disappointments
Let’s just say that I canceled all the few appointments
I blew paper with you, not a joint bitch
I say bitch when I’m tryna make a point bitch
Other times I call it how I see it
I won’t give you the title if you don’t know how to be it
Which proves, I love it when the shits smooth
But show yo ass to yo nikka that’s a bitch move
I’ma ride but what are you about yo
You gon pull a Trey and say let me out though
Never saw it coming, what a cheap shot
Your strongest enemies the one who know ya weak spot

[Hook]
Leave you, I never mean to [4x]

[Verse 2]
I kinda wonder if I cross ya mind
Maybe you my ex cause you crossed the line
Maybe you just never saw the crossing signs
Cause the hand up means don’t walk
We don’t talk
And somewhere there’s a disconnection
You take it the wrong way so much misdirection
Baby what it is, tell me what it does
This is what it is, fuck what it was
But it was good while it lasted
But when its dead let it go, put it in a casket
And don’t dig it back up
Got my swagga back up
I pick up to call you then I hang it back up
Yeah, and Imma get back to ‘em
To know a backstabber, you gotta turn ya back to ‘em
Well maybe its just me and I’m going crazy
But let me ask you this
Where you going baby?

[Hook]
Leave you, I never mean to [6x]
 
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"Life Is So Exciting"
(feat. Pusha T)

"Life Is So Exciting"
(feat. Pusha T)



[Chorus]
It’s the life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting

[Fabolous]
South beach, spent time there, Offshores my time wear
Whole crew got they own watch, nigga we ain’t buying no time shares
The lifestyle, too fly, my new bitch is getting next flighted
I'd say I'm back to the old me, but my old bitches would get excited
Ain’t going back, I’m stepping forward, don’t test me, been prepping for it
Got no time for that hating shit, my young niggas got weapons for it
Got Chief Keefs that ain’t Chop, that bang-bang, that blocker
And all you niggas is blockers, change your name to Ibaka
Shit real, shit been real and shit just get realer
I’m showing bitches my car keys then ask them what’s the dealer
Ain’t saying that’s your girl, ain’t saying shit like prank callers
Cuz' it’s a small world and hoes make it even smaller

[Chorus]
It’s the life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting

[Pusha T]
It’s beach weather over here, nigga, sky’s clear, nigga
That’s flip flops, that’s Americana, that’s Hilfiger
Yacht masters at the yacht party, sitting at the dock is a drop 'rari
That’s pole position with a joystick, that’s push a button that’s like Atari
Raising the bar, no parallel, so many horses, carousel
I would go loud like a caravan, ghost in the storm, see Caroline
Maryland, tags on it, heroine, bags on it
Hermes, throw pillows, miss only couch and then clash on it
Take a look in my view fine and see seven figures and two comas
I see bad bitches, see blue diamonds, I see saws I two time em'
Gigolo, juggle hoes, jigsaw, I puzzle those
Cross words, cross birds, I cross country with a couple those

[Chorus]
It’s the life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting

[Fabolous]
When the sun is out we runs about
Let the world see what this hunneds' about
Ain’t seen this since the one was out
With Jay, Pimp C, and Bun
We’re out here, still pimping that big
Looking that jig, someone go call hype Willie
We need slow mo, more rolls more
Niggas is drunk and type silly
Dancing like Dame, holding up chains
Got PMBs on big ass board on molly, rolling up Jane
This life is so exciting, that money be so inviting
So fuck with them and then and tell my lawyers keep on fighting

For the life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
Baby life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
The life, the life, the life is so exciting
 
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06.07.2010
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"Life's A Bitch Freestyle"
(feat. Jadakiss)

"Life's A Bitch Freestyle"
(feat. Jadakiss)



[Jadakiss:]
"Let's keep it real son, count that money know what I'm sayin?
Put the Grants over there in the safe
Cause we spending the Jacksons"

[Fabolous:]
"The Washingtons go to the kids
The wifey don't want them Washingtons no more"

[Jadakiss:]
Visualizing the realism of life in actuality
"Losin' weight" is more different than burning calories
Analyze it for for yourself, do the analogy
That jealousy just might lead to a fatality
And my mentality is money orientated
I get the last laugh, it's funny all of you hate it
And soon as you heard it was coming all of you waited
Now you upset, cause your honey already played it
Somethin' must've got in us cause all of us turned to sinners
We could hop on the jet and the summer could turn to winter
Devil on your shoulder he only tryna' convince ya
You don't feel it though, til' the moment they turn against ya
Right now we ain't dealing with any feelings
Me and my villans be out somewhere stacking plenty millions
We keep it trill and we still gettin' high
Cause life's a bitch and then ya, die

[Hook:]
Cause life's a bitch and then ya die
That's why we get high, cause you never know when you gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die...

[Fabolous:]
Life's a bitch but this money make her smile at me though
In this era, life would be on a reality show
I see the vanity, but where did the morality go?
You got that work, but you doin' it for salary ho?
Let me paint this picture for you, art gallery flow
Give you food for thought, but it's low on calories though
See me and life figured out what my talent's be yo
And now it's bread, green, cheese, caesar salad to go
His and Her everything, gotta style on these hoes
We just natural born killers, Mickey Mallory yo
Catch me drivin' through the lane ain't no fouling me yo
The cal on me bro, load it up with jalapenos
That hot shit'll cool you off got that IcyHot
My eyes open for them haters and them sheisty thots
The funny thing I get it free at the pricey spots
And the flick-of-the-wrist, got me in this icey watch because

[Hook]

[Jadakiss:]
Uhh... One love...
Rest in Peace... Chinx Drugz...
Salute...
 
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