Pac Div - Life Is Good lyrics

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Pac Div - Life Is Good lyrics

Say what push, push Say what push, push Say what push, push Say what, what, what Man I need that Bill Gates, I need that Oprah I need that green baby I need that old grub You see my game face, come get a close up I let the girls fly, but not if they vultures Baby let's post up, girl we can toast up I bring the champagne, rose mimosas I keep my head up, yes I am focused No I can't kick it with you if you talking broke sh** No, no, did you read the memo Me and my fellow, all about the dollars [?] load, karma, zeros, lobster, pasta, jello Well I trick it off, no, nada, hell no Only thing I know, push pedal to the metal Wait till my money take it take it to another level When I ride by wave hi baby hello Will I have a hater in my ride, hell no Tell them how you feeling bro, life is good Tell them how you feeling bro, life is good Tell them n******gs you feeling bro, life is good Tell them n******gs you feeling bro, life is good Access to the debit, baby let me get it Them black phone of us, keep f**ing with my credit Understand I get it, live it by any means, Hugo Lindenberg Don't rock any jeans Boo, just get with the team Heard you was a diva, 5 minutes later, had her faded off sativas Low cut caesars, cool as a penguin, your friends wanna hate I can fix them chickens faces One for the ladies, who trying to get put on [?] the club, 2 kids left at home 3 county checks she just spent upon her clothes 4 friends always ride with me when I roll Only thing I know, push pedal to the metal Wait till my money take it take it to another level When I ride by wave hi baby hello Will I have a hater in my ride, hell no Tell them how you feeling bro, life is good Tell them how you feeling bro, life is good Tell them n******gs you feeling bro, life is good Tell them n******gs you feeling bro, life is good I'm making double bucks but no time chasing hoes Chasing dough, f** is up Club life boring, no club nights for me Stay home, Netflix, watching thug life story, sippin Bud Light forties, til I'm pudge like [?] still daydreaming I could f** like Voorhees, clutch like Horry, don't like my sh** I can give two f**s, write the punchlines for me I was rippin motherf**ers up, when y'all were playing double dutch Now I'm in her slim waist, you face bubble buts Oh, she gotta rap, huh, guess I gotta double up Oh, you writin cheques, huh, guess she better double up Back in my days we would take a fade knuckle up n******gs nowadays wear my lipgloss puckered up I don't know what is up You be on that new lou, I be over this way Do whatever you do Only thing I know, push pedal to the metal Wait till my money take it take it to another level When I ride by wave hi baby hello Will I have a hater in my ride, hell no Tell them how you feeling bro, life is good Tell them how you feeling bro, life is good Tell them n******gs you feeling bro, life is good Tell them n******gs you feeling bro, life is good

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