Текст песни: Young Jeezy - I Luv It



[Chorus]


We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor


Fresh outta work and on the way with some more


And I love it (yeah!), and I love it


I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show


Parked outside, and sitting on vogues


And I love it (yeah!), and love it





[Verse 1]


Once again it`s on, I`m back in the motherfucking booth


These niggaz still lying, I`m the motherfucking truth (YEEEEEAHHH!)


I don`t believe I need some more fucking proof


I ain`t want the four door, I copped the motherfucking coupe (HAHA!)


They tryin be me, I`m just tryin be G


And everything comes to `em like you`ll see


These niggaz in the dark baby I`ll just shine (SHINE)


I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme (YEEEEEAHHHH!)


Check your watch nigga it`s my time (HEY!)


Mind made up I was on my grind (THAT`S RIGHT!))


So pay attention yea you on my time


In that case time waits for no man


Do it again I done that before man (GYEAH!)


M.O.E., he ain`t part of the program


Or maybe you niggaz ain`t listening


Open your eyes I`m a blessing in disguise





[Chorus]





Yea I blew up, but they like that


They switched up on me, and I ain`t like that


Sold my first brick yea, I came right back


Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now


And I never turn back, so motherfuck that


Life is on the ground got my head to the sky


Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high


Stay on top, Lord knows I`m gon` try


And live for the moment, Lord knows I`m gon` die


And when I get to hell, Lord knows I`m gon` fry


Woke up this morning so I`m still alive


36 O`s I sold them all for five





[Chorus]





Been around the world, it`s the same ol` caine


Been around the world, it`s the same ol` thang (True)


All the real niggaz either dead or in jail


And if you`re looking for me homie, I`m in the A-T-L


You gotta play it how it go, you can`t cheat on life (YEAAAAH!)


Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can`t sleep on life


I ain`t tryna do you, I`m tryin` do me


Last album did two, I`m just tryin` do three


Fresh out the block yea the work was hard


Ride with the top down so I`m closer to God


My P.O. telling me I need a 9 to 5


But I already got a job, and that`s stayin alive





[Chorus]





[Repeat Intro till fade]


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[Chorus]


We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor


Fresh outta work and on the way with some more


And I love it (yeah!), and I love it


I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show


Parked outside, and sitting on vogues


And I love it (yeah!), and love it





[Verse 1]


Once again it`s on, I`m back in the motherfucking booth


These niggaz still lying, I`m the motherfucking truth (YEEEEEAHHH!)


I don`t believe I need some more fucking proof


I ain`t want the four door, I copped the motherfucking coupe (HAHA!)


They tryin be me, I`m just tryin be G


And everything comes to `em like you`ll see


These niggaz in the dark baby I`ll just shine (SHINE)


I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme (YEEEEEAHHHH!)


Check your watch nigga it`s my time (HEY!)


Mind made up I was on my grind (THAT`S RIGHT!))


So pay attention yea you on my time


In that case time waits for no man


Do it again I done that before man (GYEAH!)


M.O.E., he ain`t part of the program


Or maybe you niggaz ain`t listening


Open your eyes I`m a blessing in disguise





[Chorus]





Yea I blew up, but they like that


They switched up on me, and I ain`t like that


Sold my first brick yea, I came right back


Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now


And I never turn back, so motherfuck that


Life is on the ground got my head to the sky


Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high


Stay on top, Lord knows I`m gon` try


And live for the moment, Lord knows I`m gon` die


And when I get to hell, Lord knows I`m gon` fry


Woke up this morning so I`m still alive


36 O`s I sold them all for five





[Chorus]





Been around the world, it`s the same ol` caine


Been around the world, it`s the same ol` thang (True)


All the real niggaz either dead or in jail


And if you`re looking for me homie, I`m in the A-T-L


You gotta play it how it go, you can`t cheat on life (YEAAAAH!)


Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can`t sleep on life


I ain`t tryna do you, I`m tryin` do me


Last album did two, I`m just tryin` do three


Fresh out the block yea the work was hard


Ride with the top down so I`m closer to God


My P.O. telling me I need a 9 to 5


But I already got a job, and that`s stayin alive





[Chorus]





[Repeat Intro till fade]


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