Life I live – RV lyrics

Lyrics Life I live – RV

Life I live lyrics
Let me tell you ’bout the life I live
In my Range with a gorgeous babe waist petite but her thighs are thick
Rolls with me when I cut through traffic and I get head behind these tints
Still pull up and rise my ting
Do him like Junior slap man’s head like My Wife and Kids
Let me tell you ’bout the life I live
In my Range with a gorgeous babe waist petite but her thighs are thick
Rolls with me when I cut through traffic and I get head behind these tints
Still pull up and rise my ting
Do him like Junior slap man’s head like My Wife and Kids

[Verse 1]
I was locked down in a Rugby jail sending Tugzy mail
Came a long way from dusty cells brand new corn no rusty bells
They get-got by the gang and see us go clear that must be hell
If two opposites attract
Then it must be deader than Hus got a chance I don’t f**k with ugly girls
She said that she love me well come hold this mash and prove it
But keep it safe cah I spent five on it like Luniz
I can put this on my life if I ain’t got no smoke I’m with the knife like a fork and spoon is
The man broke what a shambles applied too much pressure to handle
Opps get-got for fashion or runaway like Naomi Campbell
Fry man’s head like egg stress leave his brains all scrambled
Run man down in my Jordan 3’s got good support for my ankles

[Chorus]
Let me tell you ’bout the life I live
In my Range with a gorgeous babe waist petite but her thighs are thick
Rolls with me when I cut through traffic and I get head behind these tints
Still pull up and rise my ting
Do him like Junior slap man’s head like My Wife and Kids
Let me tell you ’bout the life I live
In my Range with a gorgeous babe waist petite but her thighs are thick
Rolls with me when I cut through traffic and I get head behind these tints
Still pull up and rise my ting
Do him like Junior slap man’s head like My Wife and Kids

[Verse 2]
Don’t lie that’s a bad decision
If I catch man slipping slap man’s head like his patch was itching
All the times that I had no driver done it on a bike like Bradley Wiggins
Only facts I’m spitting
Just know she got it in her bag if you see RV and a bad B with him
Gorgeous one amazing bumper gotta save that number
She wanna go home with my hoodie no A Boogie take my jumper
I need to retire by thirty five or maybe younger
Come to my hood when you don’t belong here then you can get cheffed in summer
The life I live is a ments one brand new spinner’s a hench one
If I go backwards slap it in reverse that’s you redrum
I was in jail for a year last year and I had phone for ten months
My bread long like baguettes I ‘on’t know nuttin’ ’bout bread crumb

[Chorus]
Let me tell you ’bout the life I live
In my Range with a gorgeous babe waist petite but her thighs are thick
Rolls with me when I cut through traffic and I get head behind these tints
Still pull up and rise my ting
Do him like Junior slap man’s head like My Wife and Kids
Let me tell you ’bout the life I live
In my Range with a gorgeous babe waist petite but her thighs are thick
Rolls with me when I cut through traffic and I get head behind these tints
Still pull up and rise my ting
Do him like Junior slap man’s head like My Wife and Kidsss

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