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ja rule - livin' it up lyrics

(feat. case)

[ja rule]
yeah, yeah, yeah
we all my…
yeah
c’mon, c’mon, uh
to all my b-tches that be givin’ it up, uh
to all my n-gg-s that be livin’ it up, we say…
to all my b-tches that be givin’ it up, ah
c’mon

[verse 1: ja rule]
baby, you’re such a typical, everyday, one night thing
it’s a physical, i’ma f-ck, you tonight thing
f-ck, knowing your name, get your -ss in the range
and rollover, gettin’ blown while blowing the doja
bring head to a closure
that’s a good b-tch
before it’s all over, i’ma leave this b-tch
probably treat this b-tch, smoke better
’cause if you ain’t know, gangstas and hoes go together
poppin’ my collar, partna
who in the spot?
baby, rule in the spot
in the mug and the watch, love me
half the hoes hate me, half them love me
the ones that hate me only hate me ’cause they ain’t f-cked me
and they say i’m lucky
do you think i’ve got time to f-ck all these hoes?
and do all these shows?
or flight in the lama, dodge and white rolls
uh-oh, another episode

[hook: case & ja rule]
what, do i do?
to all my n-gg-s that be livin’ it up, we say…
what, i do
to all my b-tches that be givin’ it up, uhh
what, you do
to all my n-gg-s that be livin’ it up, we say…
what, do i do?
to all my b-tches that be givin’ it up, uhh
my love for you
c’mon

[verse 2: ja rule]
b-tches, just wanna hold the name exactly
that’s why they suck d-ck with more p-ssion than apples
and i ain’t mad at’cha
never leave you alone
’cause we f-cks when i’m home
phone s-x when i’m gone
we both grown, both got minds of our own
bust our freaks off like old dog and love jones
been, in many zones, baby
one hoe, two hoes
f-ck prizzy b-tches, the hoes that do bono
but you know, the rule be livin’ it up
and got all these hoes, givin’ it up
i like a little rule baby, how cute are you?
with a body that rides all s-xual
i got a stick, i’ll ride right next to you
do a doughnut, and cut, and i’ll open it up
on the freeway, d-ck in her mouth, foot on the clutch
rule b-tch, not givin’ a f-ck

[hook]

[ja rule]
c’mon, we get high
c’mon, we get ride
c’mon, we get live
live yo’ life

[verse 3: ja rule]
love you so s-xy, i just want you next to me
your whole vibe, like you high on extasy
‘caue ain’t nuthin’ but an “e” thang baby
i know that p-ssy wet like crazy
i wanna feel your p-ssion, come when you ask me
laugh when you cry, cry when you laughin’
but ain’t nothin’ happenin’
the b-tch got a little too high
picked up my ride and started crackin’
the radio blastin’ +between me and you+
but you ain’t on the low with that freak sh-t you do
i thought you knew (what i do)
know i know (what you do)
’cause it’s been a good night, your head ain’t right
like teddy p, let’s +turn off the light+’
and grind it out, takin’ no times out
’til the sun come out
b-tch, when you find out

[hook 2x]

[ja rule]
c’mon, we get high
c’mon, we get ride
c’mon, we get live
c’mon, it’s my time

[ja rule talking until end]

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