Twista - Get It How You Live Lyrics
Double S, Never Less BabyTwista And Scott Storch In A Dropped PorscheThat New Shit, Check It Out[chorus: 2x]My Neck On Bling, Cris On ChillStanding On The Corner Steady, Trying To Make A MillWhen It Come To Hustling, Got To Get It How You LiveAnd I'm On The Come Up, So Mother***** How You Feel[verse One]My Fingers On Frost, Ears On FrozeHanging At The Club While Hoes Slide Down The PoleRolling With The Gs And The Foes And The SoulsWith Two *****es On My Arms, Sporting Thousand Dollar ClothesLooking Kind Of Stunning, So The Cameras On FlickAin't No Mother*****ers Out Here That Can Do It Like ThisOn Top Of My Game, And When A Hater's All FallImma Be Smiling, Revealing My Grill From Paul WallShake It For Me *****, Let Me See You Get LooseLet Me See You Sipping On Some Shit That's 80 ProofLet Me See If Imma Let You Get Up In The 'lacBend Over So I Can See How Imma Hit It From The BackI Hustle Wit The Rhymes, But I'm Better Wit The KeysAnd I'm Clubbin' Wit The Pees, I Get Cheddar Wit The FeesI'm Always On The Hustle, So Don't Ask Why I SucceedI Got Flows, I Got Dro, I Got Whatever U Need[chorus: 2x][verse Two]Tires On Shine, Rims On GlossWhen It Come To Mobbing, Imma Mother*****ing BossI Stay Making Paper, Behind The Mic And On The TippingI Ain't Stingy Wit The Dust, The Whole Crew Ride SlickThink You Shitting On The Nigga T, I Doubt ThatMy Flow Will Make Your Booty Move, Like A House TrackHave 'em At The Party Screaming, "get The Doe", "get The Doe"And If I Ever Go Broke, I Guarantee To Bounce BackIf Beats Was Like A Tipper, Then My Flow Would Play The CaneGot Shit To Make You Float Off The Floor, Like David BlaineYou Rich Because I Spit It Universal To The DrumsAnd I Circle With Some Guns, Blow Out Purple Out My LungsI Pimp And ***** A *****, I Don't Need To Buy Her 'lacsI Be On The Move, Staying Paid Pushing CadillacsInvesting In My Raps, If I Don't Make A Quarter BackI Throw Eight Balls To My Homies, On The Corners Like Quarterbacks[chorus: 2x][chorus2: 2x]Let Me Break Your Back Shawty, Show Me What U Got ShawtyWe Some Motherfuking Killers, Chicago Made Niggaz Making Figures[verse Three]Teeth On Bling, Rolly On FlickStanding On The Stage While I'm Holding On My DickBout To Spit A New Verse Off Out The Mobstaz New ShitHolla Walla Pop The Colla On My New OutfitIf You Want War, You Think You Got Rounds To Come Get MeI Think You Better Go Smoke A Whole Pound Of That StickyKeep On Talking That You're Not Hate Around Your CommitteeImma Dodge That Nigga That Put It Down For The City[chorus: 4x]
