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Lloyd Banks - Live It Up lyrics
(Verse) 
I'm throwing like I used to 
Got your common boohoo 
And my diamons coloured new blue 
Got these bitches coocoo 
Bag 'em up when they chuchu 
And track on these hoes 
Cheese 'em like the packets 
'Cause I'm packing up these shoes 
How the fuck am I supposed to rememeber 
Who I bump probably won't 
When you broke, bitches said you eat they smoke, 
Now they don't, now they nail, 
'Cause my feet won't hit the street, how you 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 be known 
They said, I am 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 
Stocking into my chevy, ride around with these spouts 
(Hook) 
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, Lloyd Banks - Live It Up - http://motolyrics.com/lloyd-banks/live-it-up-lyrics.html
(Verse) 
I'm stacking on these chips 
Producing on how I switch the kicks 
I flip it the whip, I'm sicken then sick 
I think somebody slipped me of me 
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 the dude will teach 
'Cause they don't wanna mean to me 
The couple out the east 
We got the chance to be 
I'm out here hitting switches 
Front street on the slim 
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, feeling bad 
Smack it 'til it's red 
Everyday I'm playing out with platinum a little bit 
Bombay on my course, five carat on my coat 
Five days in my city, that's five days in a the top 
Niggers know what happen just for talking sideways 
And they won't 
Better of you don't, take a hit of this dope 
(Hook) 
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









