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the low life – life go’s on lyrics

i just took some molly what else?
got some b-tches from follies with us
she gonna f-ck the squad, what else?
i’mma f-ck her broads, what else?
b-tch from pakistan, what up?
ferraris and them lambs, what else?
“bout to f-ck this club, what else?
(get, get, get)
i turn the rent into a pole house
it’s like eviction number four now
go ‘head and ash it on the floor now
girl go ahead and show me how you go
down and i feel my whole body peaking
and i’m f-cking anybody with they legs
wide getting faded with some b-tches
from the west side east coast, n-gg-
repping north side never wasting hoe’s
time (freebands) b-tch, i’m on my own
time
f-ck a n-gg- co-sign always change my
number and phone line baby girl, i don’t lie
used to have no money for a crib now
my
room service bill cost your whole life if they
try to stunt me, i go all out millitary i’m
camo’ed all out, like i’m in the millitary i free
up all my n-gg-s, locked up in the
penitentiary
cause i’m always repping for that low life
repping for that low life (turn up) low life
low life low life
know i’m repping for that low, low life
(representing, i’m representing,
representing)
said i’m repping for that low life x4
(i’m representing for that low life)
said i’m repping for that low life
(i’m repping, that’s repping, i’m repping)
low life, low life, low life
(rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, whoo)
make ’em take a sip of ace of spade like it’s water
i been on the molly and them xans with your daughter
if she catch me cheating, i will never tell her sorry
if she catch me cheating, i will never tell her sorry
porches in the valley, i got bentlys, i got raris
taking pain pills on the plane, getting chartered
popping tags, i was starving
b-tch, i got the juice and carbon
turn a five star hotel to a traphouse
roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out
flood my crossword i ain’t scared of nothing
money my religion got my baby mama and my side b-tch kissing
i turn the ritz into a lean house
this my sixth time getting kicked out
i can’t feel my face, i’m on adderall, nauseous
n-gg-s tryna ride my f-ckin’ wave, now they salty
running with the wave, get you killed quick
shoot you in your back like you ricky
lil mexico, with no life to afterlife
my whole life, my whole life
cause i’m always repping for that low life
low life low life low life know i’m repping for that low, low life
said i’m repping for that low life
repping for that low life (turn up) low life
(representing, representing, representing)
said i’m repping for that low life x4
(i’m representing for that low life)
said i’m repping for that low life
(i’m repping, that’s repping, i’m repping)
low life, low life, low life
(rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, whoo)
it ain’t sterotyping
cause they know a n-gg- keep ten rifles
and they know a n-gg- keep ten snipers
keep a baby bottle like we wearing diapers
it ain’t sterotyping

cause they know a n-gg- keep twenty rifles

and they know a n-gg- keep twenty snipers
and they know a n-gg- keep ten rifles

sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper
rifle, rifle, rifle, rifle, rifle
that’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
i think i like her, like her, like her, like her, like her
that’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
i think i like her, like her, like her, like her, like her
oh that’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey wifey?
i think i like her, like her, like her, like her
i just took some molly, what else?
got some b-tches from follies with us
she gonna f-ck the squad, what else?
i’mma f-ck her broads, what else?
b-tch from pakistan, what up?
ferraris and them lambs, what else?
’bout to f-ck this club, what else?
’bout to f-ck this club, what else?

- the low life lyrics

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