Текст песни Young Jeezy - I Luv It

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[Intro] Ride till I die, Lord knows i stay high and I love it, and I love it Let's go! [Chorus] We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor Fresh outta work and on the way with some more And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo's And I love it (yeah!), and I love it [Verse 1] Once again it's on, I'm back in the mu'fuckin booth These niggas still lying, I'm the mu'fuckin truth (GYEAH!) I don't believe em, I need to see mu'fuckin proof I ain't want the four door, I copped the mu'fuckin coupe (HAHA!) They tryin be me, I'm just tryin be G And everything comes to da light you'll see These niggas in the dark baby I just shine (SHINE) I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme (YEEEEEAHHHH!) Check your watch, nigga it's my time (HEY!) 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 that before man (GYEAH!) M.O.E., you ain't part of the program Or maybe you niggaz ain't listening Open your eyes I'm a blessing in disguise [Chorus] We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor Fresh outta work and on the way with some more And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo's And I love it (yeah!), and I love it [Verse 2] Yea I blew 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 Nike's on the ground got my head to the sky Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high Stay on top, Lord knows I'm gon' try And live for the moment, Lord knows I'm gon' die And when I get to hell, Lord knows I'm gon' fry Woke up this morning so I'm still alive 36 O's I sold them all for five [Chorus] We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor Fresh outta work and on the way with some more And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo's And I love it (yeah!), and I love it [Verse 3] Been around the world, it's the same ol' caine Been around the world, it's the same ol' thang (Dro) All the real niggaz either dead or in jail And if you're looking for me homie, I'm in the A-T-L You gotta play it how it go, you can't cheat on life (YEAAAAH!) Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can't sleep on life I ain't tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me Last album did two, I'm just tryin' do three Fresh out the pot yea the work was hard Ride with the top down so I'm closer to God My P.O. telling me I need a 9 to 5 But I already got a job, and that's stayin alive [Chorus] We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor Fresh outta work and on the way with some more And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo's And I love it (yeah!), and I love it [Repeat Intro till fade]

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