YOUNG JEEZY

YOUNG JEEZY - I Luv It lyrics

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Ride Till I Die

Lord Knows I Stay High

And I love it

[Hook:]

We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I love it

And I love it

I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show

Parked out side and its sittin on vogues

And love it

And love it

Once again it's on

I'm back in the motherfucking booth

These niggas still lying

I'm the motherfucking truth

I don't believe I need some more fucking proof

I ain't want the four door I copped the motherfucking coupe

They tryin be me, I'm just tryin be G

And everything comes to em like you'll see

These niggas in the dark baby ill just shine

I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme

Check your watch nigga it's my time

Mind made up I was on my grind (that's right)

So pay attention yea you on my time

In that Case time waits for no man

Do it again I done done it before man

MOE you ain't part of the program

Or maybe you niggas ain't listening

Open your eyes I'm a blessing in disguise

[Hook:]

We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I love it

And I love it

I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my shows

Parked out said and its sittin on vogues

And love it

And love it

Yea I blow up, but they ain't like that

They switched up on me, and I ain't like that

Sold my first brick, Yea I came right back

Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now

And I never turn back so motherfuck that

Life is on the ground got my head to the sky

Smoked all day lord knows I stay high

Stay on top, lord knows I'm gonna try

A mill for the moment lord knows I'm gonna die

And when I get to hell lord knows I'm gonna fry

Woke up this morning so I'm still alive

Thirty six Os I sold them all for Five

(Count it)

[Hook:]

We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I love it

And I love it

I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show

Parked out said and its sittin on vogues

And love it

And love it

Been around the world it's the same ol caine

Been around the world it's the same ol thang (Dro)

All the real niggas either dead or in jail

And if you're looking for me homie I'm in the ATL

You Gotta play it how it go you can't cheat on life

Ya better drink a red bull you can't sleep on life

I ain't tryna do you I'm just tryna do me

Last album did two I'm just tryna do three

Fresh out the block yea the work was hard

Ride with the top down so I'm closer to god

My PO telling me I need a nine to five

But I already got a job and that's stayin alive

[Hook:]

We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I love it

And I love it

I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show

Parked out said and its sittin on vogues

And love it

And love it

Ride till I die

Lord knows I stay high

And I live it

And I live it

Ride till I die

Lord knows I stay high

And I live it

And I live it

Ride till I die

Lord knows I stay high

And I live it

And I live it

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