Chris Soper - Live This Life lyrics

[Intro - The Dream (Big Sean)] sh** they got a picture of that sh**? Oh sh** I'm finally famous And I'm rolling with the motherf**in top down How can you blame us? I wanna break you off like right now (I Do It, Boi, Do It) Multimillionaire (This life is Top Floor y'know) (B.I.....G. Sean Don n***a, Finally Famous in this, Gettin' Money) (Carrion, G.O.O.D.) I wanna break you off like right now [Verse 1 - Big Sean] Hell yeah n***a high right now That's the reason I said "hi" right now Come have the time of your life right now All you gotta do is close your eyes right now This sh** cla**ic, they ask "where your outfit from?" Plead the Saks Fifth, first cla** Only culture games and practice Oh you athletic? sh**, show me on the mattress Cause it's already night time And I feel like the right time Twisting up my fingers Like the young P-A-C, B-I-G but she just call me D-A-D I do it [Hook: The Dream] + (Big Sean) Oh sh** I'm finally famous And I'm rolling with the motherf**in top down How can you blame us? I wanna break you off like right now (And I'mma need that penthouse on top of the world That Detroit player on top of the world Detroit players on top of your girl It's been a hell of a night What a beautiful life..) Fancy things... Flashing lights, it's been a hell of a night What a beautiful life.. [Verse 2: Big Sean] Hell yeah, n***a gone right now That's why we should get gone right now I'm trying to get you home right now I bet I could turn you on right now Really I can't call it Stress turned me into a weed-head And parties into an alcoholic And money turned me into a workaholic And money turned her into a twerkaholic Yeah do it, do it, do it with no hands Do it like you do it when you do it with your man I could pull up in a Honda Civic, pulling b**hes Ain't about the cars, bout that n***a who is in it Right here: and all I need is a minute Start it up, guaranteed I'mma finish In the nighttime, I feel like the right time So here go the drink you've been waiting all life for Make sure the muthaf**ing ice cold My j**elry is ice-cold, stone is albino Cause you're burning up, your outfit is dyno Let's give em a light show [The Dream] I ain't Paul McCartney or John Lennon I ain't buying Beetles, I'm buying Benzes They mad at you mamacita Cause them b**hes look like Bobby Bonilla [Hook]