(feat. Southern Girl)


[Chorus: Southerngirl (Yung Joc)]

I'm just, livin the life, of a young baller shot caller

Dope rider don't mind me I'm just doin my thang

Livin the life, of a go-getter, no-quitter

Gotta get to the money, get money money hey

Livin the life

Livin the life, livin the life, livin the life

(I'ma live every day like a holiday)

(Gotta get to the money, get get to the money)



[Yung Joc]

I've been around the world just like dosey do

Bet Joc Bangkok in Tokyo

Big money by the bankroll, oh fo' sho'

Ain't tryin to brag, just as long as you know

Hey you, tell me why you actin like you're shocked

Been gettin money since my debut dropped (CHA-CHING~!)

Pop a couple tabs with my man and them

Date an international chick now I'm landin them

International suites now I'm stayin in them

International freaks I'm playin with them

I can porco hoes, hit the sand with them

We fuck all night then I abandon them

Take a top model chick to the cabin man

Call me freaky Jason, get to stabbin man

She call a few friends, run a caravan

I call a few friends, I love sharin man



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[Yung Joc]

You see I ball all day up in Amsterdam

Nigga Swiss Miss chick and smoke half a gram

She love takin snapshots on the phone cam

Knockin out a ringtone that's a jam

I see shit that every nigga don't see

I bang Brazil broads under the palm tree

Convinced her to skip town, just her and me

Hit the P and bank exchange my currency

Now my flight leaves at 9, I can't be late

Got a big dollar date somewhere back in the states

M-I-A yo or Cuban bistro

Feel the wind blow, from the seasho'

Six hour flight back to the West coast

Somewhere swank where Tyra Banks gettin close

Or Eva Pickford, I really dig her

I got some nerve to take this picture



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[Yung Joc]

Now you don't have to like what I do

I'ma do me, and you do you

I say that you don't have to like the way I ride

I'm a G, and I gets mine



Yeah I can't lie man, I done seen amazing places

Amazing broads with amazing faces

Persuade them to do things, I make 'em taste it

Baby let's rinse off, we bathin naked

Time to change clothes, we Bathing Ape it

This lavish lifestyle, I can't escape it

Leave no paper trail, the feds can't trace it

Blow a couple hundred thou' around the world, let's make it



Now you don't have to like what I do

I'ma do me, and you do you

I say that you don't have to like the way I ride

I'm a G, and I gets mine



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