Live It Up lyrics - Lloyd Banks

I'm ballin' like I used to

That dough coming bookoo

And my diamons coloured new blue

Got these bitches going' coocoo

Bag 'em up when they chuchu

Amtrack on these hoes

Cheesing like the Packers

'Cause I'm packing up these shows

How the fuck am I supposed to rememeber

Who I bone? Probably won't

When you broke, bitches said you eat they smoke

Now they don't, now they kneel

Kiss my feet or hit the street, how it feel?

I'm a real motherfucker, chasing a dollar bill

Drunk as fuck and I'm smoking

Trunk her up and I'm hoping

I can get her back to my room

With this video girl I'm pocking shit

I'm getting head right now

This supposed to be work?

I'm laughing hard at these chicks

That think they getting close to me, nope

They said, I ain't fucking with who? That's supposed to be jokes

Still be three weeks, and three tweets

They get a whole of these quotes

Don't know how the hell we floating

All I hope are these boats

Diving into my chevy ridin' round on the spokes

Hey, what you niggas know about this money

The kick, got it ready to go

Hundred miles an hour catch me running

Full speed ahead to the dough

I'ma get it, life without a limit

I just want to live it up

I got the hunger for more

I'ma get it, life without a limit

I just want to live it up

I'm stacking on these chips

Producer how I switch the kicks

I flip the whip I'm sicker than sick

I think somebody done slipped me a mick"

Marry come dance with me

You're like my fantasy

I got all these questions girl

And you got the answer sheet

You know what dude didn't teach

'Cause ain't no romancing me

The couple out the east

We got the chance to be

I'm out here hitting switches

Front street on the slum

I got a thousand bitches

But you can be the one

I'm put a whoop, you beat that pussy like a drum

'Til you come 'til you done

Where you from, where you going

And you hit it from the back

Smack it 'til it's red

Everyday I'm playing I went platinum in the bed

Bombay on my course, 5k on my coat

Five days in my city, that's five days in her throat

Niggas know what happen just for talking sideways

And they won't

Better of you don't, take a hit of this dope

Hey, what you niggas know about this money

The kick, got it ready to go

Hundred miles an hour catch me running

Full speed ahead to the dough

I'ma get it, life without a limit

I just want to live it up

I got the hunger for more

I'ma get it, life without a limit

I just want to live it up