歌曲 | So We Can Live (Feat. T-Pain) |
歌手 | 2 Chainz |
专辑 | B.O.A.T.S II: Me Time |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Honey, we got off on the wrong foot, baby | |
Cause the relation******p has been so good lately | |
If I don’t do what I do, then who’s gon put food on the table? | |
It is what it is, I’m just handling biz | |
But I do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz] | |
Mama don’t work, heater don’t work | |
Police pulled me over and said he seen ****** on my ******rt | |
I pray to the lord and ask for forgiveness | |
If he popped my trunk I can get a life sentence | |
He came a little closer and told me that he smellin’ it | |
I said “I rolled one up, I won’t insult your intelligence | |
But I threw it out the window half a mile ago” | |
He asked me when the last time I smoke, I said a while ago | |
Forgive me officer, I’m stressin’ and my pockets sore | |
Hurtin’, chillin’ with my dog like a ******’ Labrador | |
He said he ain’t with the bull: matador | |
Looked at the top of my car, like what this lighter for? | |
I told him I was puttin’ girls up in the mornin’ | |
And I’m goin’ to my uncle’s house to see if he can join me | |
The officer got a call so he was needed | |
And he told me slow it down, and I told him please believe it | |
Then I proceeded to go to my uncle’s house | |
Well it really wasn’t my uncle, it was a junkie’s house | |
He got a badass niece with a donkey now | |
Pullin’ out the parking lot, headed to the other spot | |
Out all night, addict with addicts, causin’ Havoc, I’m a Prodigy | |
******s know we Mobbin’ Deep, gotta stay up when everyone fall asleep | |
The good die young, and promises are hard to keep | |
I left my old job, and now them ******s hardly speak | |
I got a new job, and plus I’m making more a week | |
The girl that I’m with is like a young Kimora Lee | |
I got them folks fiendin’, pumpin’ that Jodeci | |
Sippin’ and my soda pink, you ******s is toilet seat | |
Check my resume, it used to say I sold quarter keys | |
Conduct disorderly, stayin’ in the trap house | |
Trips went to work, I’m so glad that it mapped out | |
[Hook: T-Pain] | |
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz] | |
Simon says, monkey see monkey do | |
I wore the ******rt, you wore the same ******rt too | |
See me with my ******, you buy your ****** the same purse | |
Shoot you and your ******, y’all can share the same hearse | |
This that murder 1, mixed with the bubblegum | |
Kept working my dun dun duns, come get your mama some | |
******, this that slum talk, some say we talks slums | |
I rarely finish the end of my words | |
Watch the rims hit on the curve | |
And what a ****** really care about a lisp? | |
People arguin’ over me while I’m layin’ in a ****** | |
Death to a snitch, get it while you can (break) and ******t | |
Its 3:30 in the A.M. | |
We’re just gettin’ started like when I had the van | |
Bought the tour bus and put some ******s in the pass | |
Your style good enough to put in a glass bag | |
You know I’m getting’ mine, you should use a hashtag | |
Flow off the hinges tryna ****** all her friendses | |
Just killed her ******, you gon’ have to use forensics | |
Organized crime, you can put me in a lineup | |
Plus I got dreads, I’ll pay a hundred for the line up | |
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz] | |
Appetite for destruction, and I don’t a menu | |
So far ahead of y’all ******s, I can see you in my rearview | |
See you in my rearview one of your headlights out ****** | |
I just got my first R&B ****** and got head all night with her | |
She said she tired of the generic | |
I say what up, she say what up, what up, you a parrot? | |
I’m like “Bird ass girl, aren’t you sick of the rhetoric?” | |
And if I ain’t arrogant, I’m out of my element |
Honey, we got off on the wrong foot, baby | |
Cause the relation p has been so good lately | |
If I don' t do what I do, then who' s gon put food on the table? | |
It is what it is, I' m just handling biz | |
But I do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
Verse 1: 2 Chainz | |
Mama don' t work, heater don' t work | |
Police pulled me over and said he seen on my rt | |
I pray to the lord and ask for forgiveness | |
If he popped my trunk I can get a life sentence | |
He came a little closer and told me that he smellin' it | |
I said " I rolled one up, I won' t insult your intelligence | |
But I threw it out the window half a mile ago" | |
He asked me when the last time I smoke, I said a while ago | |
Forgive me officer, I' m stressin' and my pockets sore | |
Hurtin', chillin' with my dog like a ' Labrador | |
He said he ain' t with the bull: matador | |
Looked at the top of my car, like what this lighter for? | |
I told him I was puttin' girls up in the mornin' | |
And I' m goin' to my uncle' s house to see if he can join me | |
The officer got a call so he was needed | |
And he told me slow it down, and I told him please believe it | |
Then I proceeded to go to my uncle' s house | |
Well it really wasn' t my uncle, it was a junkie' s house | |
He got a badass niece with a donkey now | |
Pullin' out the parking lot, headed to the other spot | |
Out all night, addict with addicts, causin' Havoc, I' m a Prodigy | |
s know we Mobbin' Deep, gotta stay up when everyone fall asleep | |
The good die young, and promises are hard to keep | |
I left my old job, and now them s hardly speak | |
I got a new job, and plus I' m making more a week | |
The girl that I' m with is like a young Kimora Lee | |
I got them folks fiendin', pumpin' that Jodeci | |
Sippin' and my soda pink, you s is toilet seat | |
Check my resume, it used to say I sold quarter keys | |
Conduct disorderly, stayin' in the trap house | |
Trips went to work, I' m so glad that it mapped out | |
Hook: TPain | |
Verse 2: 2 Chainz | |
Simon says, monkey see monkey do | |
I wore the rt, you wore the same rt too | |
See me with my , you buy your the same purse | |
Shoot you and your , y' all can share the same hearse | |
This that murder 1, mixed with the bubblegum | |
Kept working my dun dun duns, come get your mama some | |
, this that slum talk, some say we talks slums | |
I rarely finish the end of my words | |
Watch the rims hit on the curve | |
And what a really care about a lisp? | |
People arguin' over me while I' m layin' in a | |
Death to a snitch, get it while you can break and t | |
Its 3: 30 in the A. M. | |
We' re just gettin' started like when I had the van | |
Bought the tour bus and put some s in the pass | |
Your style good enough to put in a glass bag | |
You know I' m getting' mine, you should use a hashtag | |
Flow off the hinges tryna all her friendses | |
Just killed her , you gon' have to use forensics | |
Organized crime, you can put me in a lineup | |
Plus I got dreads, I' ll pay a hundred for the line up | |
Verse 3: 2 Chainz | |
Appetite for destruction, and I don' t a menu | |
So far ahead of y' all s, I can see you in my rearview | |
See you in my rearview one of your headlights out | |
I just got my first R B and got head all night with her | |
She said she tired of the generic | |
I say what up, she say what up, what up, you a parrot? | |
I' m like " Bird ass girl, aren' t you sick of the rhetoric?" | |
And if I ain' t arrogant, I' m out of my element |
Honey, we got off on the wrong foot, baby | |
Cause the relation p has been so good lately | |
If I don' t do what I do, then who' s gon put food on the table? | |
It is what it is, I' m just handling biz | |
But I do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
I only do what I do so we can live | |
Verse 1: 2 Chainz | |
Mama don' t work, heater don' t work | |
Police pulled me over and said he seen on my rt | |
I pray to the lord and ask for forgiveness | |
If he popped my trunk I can get a life sentence | |
He came a little closer and told me that he smellin' it | |
I said " I rolled one up, I won' t insult your intelligence | |
But I threw it out the window half a mile ago" | |
He asked me when the last time I smoke, I said a while ago | |
Forgive me officer, I' m stressin' and my pockets sore | |
Hurtin', chillin' with my dog like a ' Labrador | |
He said he ain' t with the bull: matador | |
Looked at the top of my car, like what this lighter for? | |
I told him I was puttin' girls up in the mornin' | |
And I' m goin' to my uncle' s house to see if he can join me | |
The officer got a call so he was needed | |
And he told me slow it down, and I told him please believe it | |
Then I proceeded to go to my uncle' s house | |
Well it really wasn' t my uncle, it was a junkie' s house | |
He got a badass niece with a donkey now | |
Pullin' out the parking lot, headed to the other spot | |
Out all night, addict with addicts, causin' Havoc, I' m a Prodigy | |
s know we Mobbin' Deep, gotta stay up when everyone fall asleep | |
The good die young, and promises are hard to keep | |
I left my old job, and now them s hardly speak | |
I got a new job, and plus I' m making more a week | |
The girl that I' m with is like a young Kimora Lee | |
I got them folks fiendin', pumpin' that Jodeci | |
Sippin' and my soda pink, you s is toilet seat | |
Check my resume, it used to say I sold quarter keys | |
Conduct disorderly, stayin' in the trap house | |
Trips went to work, I' m so glad that it mapped out | |
Hook: TPain | |
Verse 2: 2 Chainz | |
Simon says, monkey see monkey do | |
I wore the rt, you wore the same rt too | |
See me with my , you buy your the same purse | |
Shoot you and your , y' all can share the same hearse | |
This that murder 1, mixed with the bubblegum | |
Kept working my dun dun duns, come get your mama some | |
, this that slum talk, some say we talks slums | |
I rarely finish the end of my words | |
Watch the rims hit on the curve | |
And what a really care about a lisp? | |
People arguin' over me while I' m layin' in a | |
Death to a snitch, get it while you can break and t | |
Its 3: 30 in the A. M. | |
We' re just gettin' started like when I had the van | |
Bought the tour bus and put some s in the pass | |
Your style good enough to put in a glass bag | |
You know I' m getting' mine, you should use a hashtag | |
Flow off the hinges tryna all her friendses | |
Just killed her , you gon' have to use forensics | |
Organized crime, you can put me in a lineup | |
Plus I got dreads, I' ll pay a hundred for the line up | |
Verse 3: 2 Chainz | |
Appetite for destruction, and I don' t a menu | |
So far ahead of y' all s, I can see you in my rearview | |
See you in my rearview one of your headlights out | |
I just got my first R B and got head all night with her | |
She said she tired of the generic | |
I say what up, she say what up, what up, you a parrot? | |
I' m like " Bird ass girl, aren' t you sick of the rhetoric?" | |
And if I ain' t arrogant, I' m out of my element |