Lifestyle of a Thug lyrics

by

Rick Ross


[Intro]
Yeah, uh, yeah give me that
Let me get that
I take all of that
Yeah, that's mines
And she's mines
And these mines
Uh, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
Alcohol, pills, smoke, we gettin' f*cked up
Heaven is a dream, Hell is amongst us
Next level sex, f*ck her pretty brains out
The lifestyle of a thug, we gettin' paid, loud
Alcohol, pills, smoke, we gettin' f*cked up
Heaven is a dream, Hell is amongst us
Next level sex, f*ck her pretty brains out
The lifestyle of a thug, we gettin' paid, loud

[Verse 1]
It's strange volume, my money is blastin'
My pockets turned up to the max, I'm flashin'
All types of fly sh*t in your face
These n*ggas can't stand it but murder be the case
Facts, you a flamingo, I'm a black vulture
n*gga, you puppy doo-doo, I'll King Kong sh*t on you
You can't rap, man, who the f*ck signed you?
Like where they do that at? Like where the f*ck did they find you?
I'll fine you, a couple pints of blood you paid me
Lucky you ain't lose your life, n*gga, you should be thankin' me
For that p*ss bag I gave you is a gift
You're very f*ckin' welcome, you ungrateful little b*tch
I take a little swigger and take a little hit
MDMA and 'yak, that's that Henny remix
See, me bein' broke like you is forbidden
I get higher than star dust and look down on you, n*ggas
[Chorus]
Alcohol, pills, smoke, we gettin' f*cked up
Heaven is a dream, Hell is amongst us
Next level sex, f*ck her pretty brains out
The lifestyle of a thug, we gettin' paid, loud
Alcohol, pills, smoke, we gettin' f*cked up
Heaven is a dream, Hell is amongst us
Next level sex, f*ck her pretty brains out
The lifestyle of a thug, we gettin' paid, loud

[Verse 2]
If I could have anything, what would it be?
I take it all, scrap, I want everything
If I could have one thing, what would I choose?
I take the good life, you know that cash rules
Everything around me and two Glock 9's
Any motherf*cker whisperin' about mines
I'll spank your behind with these copper-top cop killers
n*ggas better run like the cops tryna get 'em
Live wire, I'm lit, finna to explode
n*gga violate my space, you better already know
I got cash motherf*cker
I'm sittin' on a lot of stash, motherf*cker
You dumb as a rock
I'm on the top, look me up, I'm so damn high
Should have wings on my back, I believe I can fly
[Interlude]
Yo, pass that son
f*ck that, let's get higher than this

[Chorus]
Alcohol, pills, smoke, we gettin' f*cked up
Heaven is a dream, Hell is amongst us
Next level sex, f*ck her pretty brains out
The lifestyle of a thug, we gettin' paid, loud
Alcohol, pills, smoke, we gettin' f*cked up
Heaven is a dream, Hell is amongst us
Next level sex, f*ck her pretty brains out
The lifestyle of a thug, we gettin' paid, loud
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