Way Of Life (Album Version|Explicit)

Look'a here

This how we gon' do this

Hook up the turntables

Wolfe get on the keyboard

And we gon' run it ya heard

Cash money

Cash money

Cash money

Cash money

Now let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins

Hit the mall with my girlfriends dish out ends

'Cause you know it ain't trickin' if you got it

Cop baby girl what she desire it's chump change mama

M*******a Scholar knowin'

What I got up in my Styrofoam cup

That purple stuff it was givin' to me at birth to stunt

So that's why I cop the Bentley

With the leather and the fur in the guts

Hold on Mami Them whips on dubs

Cadillac truck twenty-eights no rubs

Slide in the Benz fins bubble-eye lens

Car show in New York y'all know who wins

It's the Birdman daddy with the Gucci and Prada

Slant-back cut truck no rims can't holla

It's that Louie on Ostrich streets

It's the tailer-made daddy Mami do you love me

Baby I'ma a stunna

I ain't gon' change it

(I told y'all)

Don't you know

It's a way of life

Mama do you want it

'Cause I'm about to break it

Ooh baby

Can't stop the stuntin'

No no

Pop one pop two

Them new Nike shoes

Royal blue Jag on them twenty-two's

Flip white to green 500 Degreez

In that Cadillac truck on them twenty-three's

I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame

All these naked women that pop champagne

And these marble floors stay high as Rick James

If you know my name then you know my game

It's lil' Whodi from the hot block with ser'ous flow

Gotta get dough 'cause y'all won't feel me bro

But y'all don't here me though

Till I'm rollin' down my window and my grillie show

And you know I'm prolly pumpin'

Through the hood on the twenty-fo's

Word Rims pokin' out the side of the 'ERV

Glock have ya ribs pokin' out the side of ya shirt

I'm a seventeenth n***a and I ride for the turf whoo

Baby I'ma a stunna

(I told y'all)

I ain't gon' change it

Don't you know

It's a way of life

Mama do you want it

'Cause I'm about to break it

Ooh baby

Can't stop the stuntin'

No no

Aye and my pinky glow 'cause my ring is so

Blingy-blingy yo stop blinkin' though

We smoke stinky stinky dro

And we don't cop them ency-wency O's

And we don't stop

Nah We blow f**k the people

Everywhere we go we smell like E-yo

The Birdman my paw so that make me go

"Fly like an eagle "

Fo' sure

They think 'cause I stay at English Turn

That stunna don't have a O - Z to burn

I go in each sto' and ball like a dog

Me and my nig's we ball like a dog

Cars on the streets all on our lawn

Ice in my teeths all on my arm

Tat's in my face my back and my arm

That's in my face my back and my arm

Baby I'ma a stunna

I ain't gon' change it

Don't you know

It's a way of life

Mama do you want it

'Cause I'm about to break it

Ooh baby

Can't stop the stuntin'

No no

Yep Ya' lil' There it is low-life

See I'm a professional

You a rookie

F**kin' game so serious

I could sell a hooker some p***y

Now that's some serious s**t

Oh yeah believe that

Who we rollin' wit'

We rollin' wit' cash money

Oh I forgot about "Peace"

Peace I mean "Piece" of p***y

"Piece" of land "Piece" of property

It's just a mind game

Way Of Life - Lil Wayne