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[JT the Bigga Figga]
Man I devour emcees, spittin verses over trees
Have a motherfucker lookin for me overseas
Turnin G’s to millions, the millions into billions
Cuz I’m tryna make this shit happen for my children
The twins, got me on the hustle after ends
All in the wind and keep far from the pen
Here we go again (go again) the Hen’ got a nigga tilted
Bent like L-Bone so the competition quilted
I spilt it, worldwide to all the newses
Fuckin with this, ya loose it – get a verbal bruisin
You know pursuin the paper, treat my destiny
So if ya next to me ya better be about it
To put yourself in jepordy cuz shit done got crowded
I can’t allow it, mob shit bitch can’t live without it
Somehow found it unbelievable to be unbeatable
In my eyes, facin competition we unseeable
I’m finna see a bid so please
Man we can see the final finishes
My team; a lot like acid, leavin shit sizzlin
Rockin straight jean suits and Timberlands
With a hollow for you, penalty for disrespectin
Even then get a testin, my westcoast connection
We rippin fleshes, tearin intestines out of chestes
Bitch! (bitch!) bitch.. (bitch) ya know

[Hook] – 2X
We live the life of thugs; slangin drugs and duckin slugs
On the block collectin knots – it ain’t no love
We tryna flip somethin; like a drop Benz, sittin on dubs
Ridin low, flippin on bitches, blowin on bud

[The Commisiona]
Yeah
I just got off the private plane, doin a show with the Big and Tel
Tired as hell, we happy to be back in Pimp City
Thinkin about the night before at the show
We had the whole party Get Low on the flo’
Happy to ball, ghetto stars, the other side of the globe
Gettin jiggy, makin the crowd astonished the way we minglin
Got it locked now, keepin it locked down
Niggas lookin at us like we some suckas from outta town
I didn’t trip though, till I seen one of them niggas
Slip this other nigga a pistol
I called my kin, told them to bring the bulletproof camel
With the black revolver – they lookin at us like we shystie
Outta towners glass ballers, and I guess some of these niggas flawless
He said, "No problem, I’ll be there in less than five whole minutes"
Time is timid, so bring the bulletproof vest too
After I got off the stage, niggas were scarin hoes with a penis
Nigga believe this, I ain’t lyin, man that’s it we film it

[Hook] – 2X
We live the life of thugs; slangin drugs and duckin slugs
On the block collectin knots – it ain’t no love
We tryna flip somethin; like a drop Benz, sittin on dubs
Ridin low, flippin on bitches, blowin on bud

[Guce]
Slidin in my two-thousand Caddy
Sweepin up the change from the block
When the Glock shot, it’s all day everyday – we bang
E-B-K, get yo’ wig pushed from the cake
We ride southside, westcoast on mind
Kiss the motherfuckin fo’ five
Hit him up Mobbalotti, runnin from the one time
Get Paid Mafia, shinin like diamonds
The Cardier make a hoe stare
Dick bustin through yo’ pussy hair
Ghetto celebrity, thuggin till the death of me
Drinkin bullies with the gang, westcoast connect mayne
Blow a tree to maintain, do assault for petty change
Money over bitches, ridin on dubs, these bitches
From Highgrove to hittin switches
Get Paid, all about the cheddar, square-ass nigga
Hatin on a playa – the mob gon’ getcha
Split ya, rippin yo’ pockets on the regular
I’m that nigga that you scared of!

[Hook] – 2X
We live the life of thugs; slangin drugs and duckin slugs
On the block collectin knots – it ain’t no love
We tryna flip somethin; like a drop Benz, sittin on dubs
Ridin low, flippin on bitches, blowin on bud

[JT the Bigga Figga]
Man I devour emcees, spittin verses over trees
Have a motherfucker lookin for me overseas
Turnin G’s to millions, the millions into billions
Cuz I’m tryna make this shit happen for my children
The twins, got me on the hustle after ends
All in the wind and keep far from the pen
Here we go again (go again) the Hen’ got a nigga tilted
Bent like L-Bone so the competition quilted
I spilt it, worldwide to all the newses
Fuckin with this, ya loose it – get a verbal bruisin
You know pursuin the paper, treat my destiny
So if ya next to me ya better be about it
To put yourself in jepordy cuz shit done got crowded
I can’t allow it, mob shit bitch can’t live without it
Somehow found it unbelievable to be unbeatable
In my eyes, facin competition we unseeable
I’m finna see a bid so please
Man we can see the final finishes
My team; a lot like acid, leavin shit sizzlin
Rockin straight jean suits and Timberlands
With a hollow for you, penalty for disrespectin
Even then get a testin, my westcoast connection
We rippin fleshes, tearin intestines out of chestes
Bitch! (bitch!) bitch.. (bitch) ya know

[Hook] – 2X
We live the life of thugs; slangin drugs and duckin slugs
On the block collectin knots – it ain’t no love
We tryna flip somethin; like a drop Benz, sittin on dubs
Ridin low, flippin on bitches, blowin on bud

[The Commisiona]
Yeah
I just got off the private plane, doin a show with the Big and Tel
Tired as hell, we happy to be back in Pimp City
Thinkin about the night before at the show
We had the whole party Get Low on the flo’
Happy to ball, ghetto stars, the other side of the globe
Gettin jiggy, makin the crowd astonished the way we minglin
Got it locked now, keepin it locked down
Niggas lookin at us like we some suckas from outta town
I didn’t trip though, till I seen one of them niggas
Slip this other nigga a pistol
I called my kin, told them to bring the bulletproof camel
With the black revolver – they lookin at us like we shystie
Outta towners glass ballers, and I guess some of these niggas flawless
He said, "No problem, I’ll be there in less than five whole minutes"
Time is timid, so bring the bulletproof vest too
After I got off the stage, niggas were scarin hoes with a penis
Nigga believe this, I ain’t lyin, man that’s it we film it

[Hook] – 2X
We live the life of thugs; slangin drugs and duckin slugs
On the block collectin knots – it ain’t no love
We tryna flip somethin; like a drop Benz, sittin on dubs
Ridin low, flippin on bitches, blowin on bud

[Guce]
Slidin in my two-thousand Caddy
Sweepin up the change from the block
When the Glock shot, it’s all day everyday – we bang
E-B-K, get yo’ wig pushed from the cake
We ride southside, westcoast on mind
Kiss the motherfuckin fo’ five
Hit him up Mobbalotti, runnin from the one time
Get Paid Mafia, shinin like diamonds
The Cardier make a hoe stare
Dick bustin through yo’ pussy hair
Ghetto celebrity, thuggin till the death of me
Drinkin bullies with the gang, westcoast connect mayne
Blow a tree to maintain, do assault for petty change
Money over bitches, ridin on dubs, these bitches
From Highgrove to hittin switches
Get Paid, all about the cheddar, square-ass nigga
Hatin on a playa – the mob gon’ getcha
Split ya, rippin yo’ pockets on the regular
I’m that nigga that you scared of!

[Hook] – 2X
We live the life of thugs; slangin drugs and duckin slugs
On the block collectin knots – it ain’t no love
We tryna flip somethin; like a drop Benz, sittin on dubs
Ridin low, flippin on bitches, blowin on bud

[Hook]
She is my rock
Bust at the op
Hold down the spot
Beast with the box
Shawty be wet
Dope in the pot
Beat down the block
The best the I got
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock
Bust at the op
Hold down the spot
Beast with the box
Shawty be wet
Dope in the pot
Beat down the block
The best the I got
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock

[Verse 1]
Shawty was there fore I had them bands
She a lil rider just like her friend
Her and her mama, cool as a fan
I love a woman, who love her man
What can I say she realer than most
When things get ugly, she don’t get ghost
Ship was sunking she stayed on the boat
I call her bae but to me she the goat

[Hook]
She is my rock
Bust at the op
Hold down the spot
Beast with the box
Shawty be wet
Dope in the pot
Beat down the block
The best the I got
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock
Bust at the op
Hold down the spot
Beast with the box
Shawty be wet
Dope in the pot
Beat down the block
The best the I got
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock

[Verse 2]
She my lil rock, whats mine is hers
Like shawty told me whats mine is hers
She more than a hundred, that ain’t even a word
Things go left, I hit her first
Things go right, I spoil her first
I give her the world that’s what she deserve
She my lil rock, she ain’t a bird
My numero uno, she can come first

[Hook]
She is my rock
Bust at the op
Hold down the spot
Beast with the box
Shawty be wet
Dope in the pot
Beat down the block
The best the I got
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock
Bust at the op
Hold down the spot
Beast with the box
Shawty be wet
Dope in the pot
Beat down the block
The best the I got
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock

[Verse 3]
She know how to grind, she hustle like me
Finesse for the check she get it from me
She don’t stay stagnant she chasing her dreams
When I need a shoulder, that’s where I lean
She cute in a dress, she cute in some jeans
She ain’t a member, she is the team
When I’m on the go, she know where I be
She is my rock, she is my queen

[Hook]
She is my rock
Bust at the op
Hold down the spot
Beast with the box
Shawty be wet
Dope in the pot
Beat down the block
The best the I got
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock

[Verse 1]
We don’t really care about the trends you like to follow
You know what they say, they here today and gone tomorrow
Oooh
Oooh

[Verse 2]
If I’m in the mood I get as ratchet as I wanna
Turn around and show you, I could bless you with some culture
Oooh
Oooh

[Pre-Chorus]
Workin’ ain’t no nine to five
California that’s a vibe
Brings us always down to ride
You know, you know that’s the life
We just wanna have some fun
It’s some love for everyone
Pass it ’round when you get done
That’s the move yeah that’s the one

[Chorus]
We all, we all, we alright
The kids are alright
We all, we alright
Yeah the kids are alright
We all, we all, we alright
The kids are alright
We all, we alright
Yeah, the kids are-

[Verse 3]
Everything is new cause we about that innovation
Call it how we see it we a genius generation
Oooh
Oooh

[Pre-Chorus]
Workin’ ain’t no nine to five!
California that’s a vibe
We down to ride
You know, you know that’s the life
We wanna have some fun
It’s some love for everyone
Pass it ’round when you get done
That’s the move yeah that’s the one (the one)

[Chorus]
We all, we all, we alright
The kids are alright
We all, we alright
Yeah the kids are alright
We all, we all, we alright
The kids are alright
We all, we alright
Yeah the kids are-

[Bridge]
Do it while you young
Don’t let them tell you none
Don’t let them get you strung
Ooh let me put you on
Don’t listen to them lies
Stop following the hype
Better meditate, get (?) state
Better go and get your life

[Chorus]
We all, we all, we alright
The kids are alright
We all, we alright!
Yeah the kids are alright
We all, we all, we alright
The kids are alright
We all, we alright!
Yeah the kids are-

[Outro]
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Hoh!)
The kids are alright
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Hoh!)
Yeah the kids are alright (whoo!)
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Hoh!)
The kids are alright
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah the kids are alright

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Drop top Porsche, Rollie on my wrist
Diamonds up and down my chain
Cardi B, straight stuntin’, can’t tell me nothin’
Bossed up and I changed the game (you see me)
It’s my big Bronx boogie, got all them girls shook
My big, fat ass got all them boys hooked
I went from dollar bills, now we poppin’ rubber bands
Bruno sang to me while I do my money dance like
Aye, flexin’ on the gram like (aye!)
Hit the Lil Jon, okay (okay), okay (okay)
Oh, yeah we drippin’ in finesse, getting paid (ow!)

[Verse 2: Bruno Mars]
Ooh, don’t we look good together?
There’s a reason why they watch all night long
Yeah, I know we’ll turn heads forever
So tonight I’m gonna show you off

[Pre-Chorus: Bruno Mars]
When I’m walkin’ with you
I watch the whole room change
Baby, that’s what you do
No my baby don’t play
Blame it on my confidence
Oh, blame it on your measurements
Shut that shit down on sight
That’s right

[Chorus: Bruno Mars]
We out here drippin’ in finesse
It don’t make no sense
Out here drippin’ in finesse
You know it, you know it
We out here drippin’ in finesse
It don’t make no sense
Out here drippin’ in finesse
You know it, you know it

[Verse 3: Bruno Mars]
Now slow it down for me baby
‘Cause I love the way it feels when we grind
Yeah, our connection’s so magnetic on the floor
Nothing can stop us tonight

[Pre-Chorus: Bruno Mars]
When I’m walkin’ with you
I watch the whole room change
Baby, that’s what you do
No my baby don’t play
Blame it on my confidence
Oh, blame it on your measurements
Shut that shit down on sight
That’s right

[Chorus: Bruno Mars]
We out here drippin’ in finesse
It don’t make no sense
Out here drippin’ in finesse
You know it, you know it
We out here drippin’ in finesse
It don’t make no sense
Out here drippin’ in finesse
You know it, you know it

[Bridge: Bruno Mars & Cardi B]
Fellas grab your ladies if your lady fine
Tell her she the one, she the one for life
Ladies grab your fellas and let’s do this right
If you’re on one like me in mind
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
Don’t it feel so good to be us, ay?
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
Girl we got it goin’ on
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
Don’t it feel so good to be us, ay?
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on

[Chorus: Bruno Mars]
We out here drippin’ in finesse
It don’t make no sense
Out here drippin’ in finesse
You know it, you know it
We out here drippin’ in finesse
It don’t make no sense
Out here drippin’ in finesse
You know it, you know it

[Bridge: Bruno Mars & Cardi B]
Fellas grab your ladies if your lady fine
Tell her she the one, she the one for life
Ladies grab your fellas and let’s do this right
If you’re on one like me in mind
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
Don’t it feel so good to be us, ay?
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
Girl we got it goin’ on
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
Don’t it feel so good to be us, ay?
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on