Informazioni sulla canzone In questa pagina puoi trovare il testo della canzone Life She Chose, artista - Curren$y. Data di rilascio: 24.11.2022
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Life She Chose |
| Get your favorite dress up for tonight’s show |
| No tie, no curtain slack, a house crest |
| Well don’t give it a thought |
| We’re glad you came as you are |
| We just want you to enjoy your sight |
| Uh |
| Money make the world go |
| Money make these girls go |
| Block is hot, the world is cold |
| Your homies is lost souls |
| Uh, uh |
| Money make the world go |
| Money make these girls go |
| Block is hot, the world is cold |
| Your homies is lost souls |
| Might see it at a crossroad |
| Trade your life, offer some small gold |
| She cryin' in the Rolls but this the life she chose |
| Can’t be so naive, you seein' that Ice on me |
| You know what that mean |
| You know this life and what it bring |
| Now is you really tryna be a team? |
| Really tryna win them championship ranks |
| It’s not a easy thing, though a breeze it seems |
| I get high on the beats and interpret my dreams |
| I find motivation in everythin', it’s the life of a king |
| The crown is heavy G |
| Niggas risk anythin' to be, seen |
| In pictures next to niggas that they figure, wear some green |
| They worse than bitches, the coldest gold diggers |
| Smoke a whole ounce wit' ya then kill ya |
| But that’s yo nigga (That's yo nigga) |
| Money make the world go |
| Money make these girls go |
| Block is hot, the world is cold |
| Your homies is lost souls |
| Seein' to the crossroads |
| Trade your life in, for some small gold |
| She cryin' in the Rolls but this the life she chose |
| the end, the chef |
| Smoke weed |
| I don’t post 'em in your pictures |
| You can keep a secret, we can always kick it |
| I told her rule number one, don’t talk about me 'round here |
| That shit they have suspicious |
| Hands switchin' on chef highway, def |
| Lose chefs |
| Money make the world go |
| Money make these girls go |
| The block is hot, the world is cold |
| Your homies is lost souls |
| They’re seein' to the crossroads |
| Trade your life in for some small gold |
| Money make the world go |
| Money make these girls go |
| The block is hot, the world is cold |
| Your homies is lost souls |
| They’re seein' to the crossroads |
| Ay |
| So here’s me in the club |
| Playin' guy |
| Things can get really sticky after |
| Bringin' little extra back-up |
| Things that gon' make 'em rich |
| So he’s worried, I’ma gonna get killed before he score |