Pat Thrall - 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]