Living It Up (Remix) lyrics

by

Tyga


[Verse 1: Baeza]
They used to hate on me (On me), but I'm gettin' to the money now (Money now)
I pay the way for me (For me), ain't it so funny how? (Funny how)
I'm living it up (Living it up)
But you ain't believe in me (In me)
Bad b*tches stay giving it up (Giving it up)
Now you wish you could be me (Could be me)

[Pre-Hook: Baeza]
Yeah, I'm ballin' in this b*tch (Ballin' in this b*tch)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Money stay callin' in this b*tch (Callin' in this b*tch)
We ain't worried about nothin', we celebrating (Celebrating)
We ain't worried about nothin', we celebrating (Celebrating)
Celebrating (Celebrating)

[Hook: Baeza]
And all my people say oh, oh, oh (Go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Put your hands up)
Oh, oh, oh (Go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Verse 2: Baeza]
My girl look like she from Puerto Rico (Rico)
My whip look like I'm selling them kilos (Kilos)
I'm ballin', I ain't shootin' no free throw (Free throw)
She said she really feelin' my ego (My ego)
I'm living it up, pass me a drink
A player like me don't care what you think
If you ain't with us then you gotta go
Tonight is the night, we out of control

[Pre-Hook: Baeza]
Yeah, I'm ballin' in this b*tch (Ballin' in this b*tch)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Money stay callin' in this b*tch (Callin' in this b*tch)
We ain't worried about nothin', we celebrating (Celebrating)
We ain't worried about nothin', we celebrating (Celebrating)
Celebrating (Celebrating)

[Hook: Baeza & Tyga]
And all my people say oh, oh, oh (Go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Put your hands up)
Oh, oh, oh (Go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (T-Raww)
Yeah (Ahh)
[Verse 3: Tyga & Baeza]
My girl look like she worth a hundred million
That's 'cause she worth a hundred million
I pull up to the spot, no sellin'
Cops looking for me, heard I've made a killing
And I never take this ice off, I sleep in it
Next door to Master P, so is no limit
Last Kings a new depthrow the money printer
Keep ringing like my cellphone, I go and get it
She want a Rap$tar, fast life, 'Rari NASCAR
Never say sorry, I just charge to the black car
From the city where they party in the backyard (We ain't worried 'bout nothin')
Fifty K in thirty minutes that's a fast ball, woah (We ain't worried 'bout nothin')
Now we getting high like NASA
She got my chains on calling me NASA
It's a stick up, baby, put your hands up (Celebrating)
We came from mean campus

[Hook: Baeza & Tyga]
And all my people say oh, oh, oh (Yeah, ahh!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Tell me what you say)
Oh, oh, oh
(Tell me what you say)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Tell me what you say, baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah
[Outro: Baeza]
They dial to me, look at me now
I'm up in my section, I'm blowin' them loud
Living it up and I'm a man of the town
Rippin' it right, yeah, I'm holding it down, yeah
I ain't worried about nothin', I ain't worried about nothin'
I ain't worried about nothin', I ain't worried about nothin'
Just living it up, just living it up, yeah
Just living it up, just living it up, yeah
Yeah, yeah
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