Livin’ The Life lyrics

by

Chop


[Verse 1]
I'm stacking money off the top
I'mma show these n*ggas something, I don't even like to talk
Jealous n*gga in a spot, 'bout to slide up out the drop
Just to say one word to Chop, b*tch, I'm chargin' like an ox
3 AM on the dot and we in a Waffle House
Lit as f*ck, talkin' loud, tryna stop from fallin' out
Shawty starin', call her out, what I'm into, all her mouth
Get that dough, dolla count, make it rain in large amounts
n*gga, we are not the same, Chop is not contained
c*ck it back and aim it, sound like Waka Flocka Flame
Bow, bow, bow, lay 'em down, bet my sh*t could stop a tank
Bet my sh*t could drop a plane, sparkin sh*t like Charlemagne
All them n*ggas fell off, ChopUp put the scale on
Talk that sh*t, get smacked, n*gga, I ain't talkin Kellogg's
Must be something that I tell her, how she open like umbrellas
And the way I wine her up, sh*t, I never need a cellar

[Hook]
I'm in the zone withcha ho, hope she know I'mma long di*k her tonight
We buyin' things, buyin' rings, buy her drinks but you can't turn a trick to a wife
I'm blowin' a pound, these b*tches low down
If she want to get di*k, she gonna get di*k
We can slip outta town
(I'm livin' the life) f*ckin' hoes, then I get back to the dough
(I'm livin' the life) Throwin' bows if a n*gga get too close
(I'm livin' the life) I'm f*ckin' hoes, then I get back to the dough
(I'm livin' the life) Throwin' bows if a n*gga get too close

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