Juvenile - Toast To The Good Life lyrics

It's a celebration I didn't made it past 21 feeling like a top gun I'm still standing above the ground, you know it's going down My family good, my people stroot, just shob is a motherf**er obligate Make a toast to the good life, make a toast to the good life. Man, I swear I be like the robot, Programmed to get money and stop only when I run out Models on the table in case a n***a get thirsty Models by the table feel like five years Thursday I'm a fly n***a, I know what you like, women I'm on my Louis Vuiton burgen, it's quite leaning They say my sn******g here in his thirty till the life's finished I tell them big 'cause I'm a cla**ic, I like tennis Jordon, burdon, juby, you can say the rest Burn down the novelity minus the big in that No swine as the alcohol in grand that Looking for that clean p**y that no other man has I come to sort the game up, I'm tearing it Forget the man with the suit, you're about to learn it I'm on my green like a God force and I'm celebrating, let's start it off with a shot toast. It's a celebration I didn't made it past 21 feeling like a top gun I'm still standing above the ground, you know it's going down My family good, my people stroot, just shob is a motherf**er obligate Make a toast to the good life, make a toast to the good life. All I do is wash money in my main time Is better say I got a new at least I lay swag Feeling good, my people just got released home I need to rap when I'm telling about this threesome Just money, black cards chris honeys Make everybody gather alone but you risk none Prick runners, that's what I came up around But ask a n***a some, n***a tear your wheel for the run Big stonner, cardiac clean the leans I spend the summer in a Hummer when I'm in the bends Still rolling, even after the wheel stops f** jill and drop it down at the hill top. I be shaping the s**, I'm in the lean up Small in the stomach and I ain't even did a sit up Nino, I'll be doing me in this golf curse And I celebrate, let's start it up with a shot toast. It's a celebration I didn't made it past 21 feeling like a top gun I'm still standing above the ground, you know it's going down My family good, my people stroot, just shob is a motherf**er obligate Make a toast to the good life, make a toast to the good life. (bis) And it feels so good, God damn it, it feels so good, man I'm out to rearrange my motherf**er sh**, man