Mann - Bout That Life Lyrics
I am really about that life, jeaah! With forteen I would chicks, I know about that life, yeah! Ask the promoter, tell em about that price andWhen I get that envelope I make em count that twice, ahh! ( come better again )That's just the westalley I am in (WEEEST! ).Get the cake, tweentyfour hours, seven days a week! All where they wanna play me: Is MTV and MP3! Rep that birthdaygame, B.D.M.C.G.(Ho Ho) Hold up, hold upThey could never control us! Birthday model, who's hit the boddle until you throw up, jap! Young, wild, rackless, I never wanna grow up! Living the way they show us, So these hoes getting no low! Hold up, hold upI am about to hit these stoe up! ( which about u go get it )With stopper in Arizona! Switchs up some paper, It is some, so we can roll up! It is all the same story, coming from California! I told Nic Nack to pills slap, This track, he get that! Low nigger = big swag.That chick = big ass.***** bad = I with thatIf not = slim chanceThese are always "slim fast", "slim face", makeup.Young fly, cacked upFu, I can maked (it) up! Get paid - hell a much, just staff it in a club! Say "what", I am just a G, who likes lovecherry, So come ***** with me, ahh! Yeah! Some roll quick, for the game! The "Mann", u know! Birthday Models! Take Gang! U re *****ing witch Nic NackHahahaha, ahhh.Shotout to Northern-Cali:What's up Cali, we out here (WEEEST! )Ahhh, o yeah man check out my new watchesIt is five, new watch, It is Digital-Cristals, (swag) u did, swag! I got a underwearline comming too, hahaha.( swag 2x)Yeahh, westalley, baby! Westalley, westalley.WEEESSSTT! ...
