(Intro)
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Ayo it¡¯s DJ Kay Slay, the drama king
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So this is what it comes down to huh?
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You niggas think you¡¯re bout that life?
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Well it¡¯s time to show and prove
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Fam, set it off
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(Verse)
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Look, I terminate a bitch like her name is Sarah Connor
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Where I¡¯m from we never meet daddies, swear all mamas
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I¡¯m high fashion, so my Gucci reaks of marijuana
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My shoes are killin em, I call these a pair of armor sides
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Put me in the passenger and I¡¯mma ride
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¡®Cause my mind is full of massacres
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Kill the verses, I lay em down and fill up hearses
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You can¡¯t be the best without knowing who the worst is
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Me and Kay a lot alike, we don¡¯t fake nothing
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Thick bitches in my sheets, I be straight stuntin
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You got the wrong keys, I ain¡¯t who to start with
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Rise of the apes, now who you monkeys getting smart with?
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(Hook)
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I¡¯m bout that money, I¡¯m bout that fetty
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I¡¯m down to get it by any means necessary
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I¡¯m bout that drama, I¡¯m bout that stripe
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Now fuck with me or with my team and you gonn see
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Bitch I¡¯m bout that life,
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Goin hard, goin in
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Tryina get what I can get before these people give me credit
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I¡¯m alive, now tell them hatin ass niggas
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That hatin on it, make ya die quicker
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¡®Cause bitch I¡¯m bout that life!
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(Verse: Rick Ross)
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In love with the money, infatuated with coupes
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Immaculate living, money stack up to my roof
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The baddest of women, purse matchin the boots
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That¡¯s the half you don¡¯t wanna see what¡¯s in that fuckin bag
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Pull it like a flip camp, first you aim it, then you fire
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Penthouse smoke a nigga, I can get no higher
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Hella bad heroine in every bag she carry on
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You niggas ain¡¯t getting money, fuck yea then carry on
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Them biggest and the richest, fucking self made
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Ricky Rose and my nigga Kay Slay
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Pound of purple green, 2 litre a pink Sprite
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I could flip a brick before a chick can blink twice, ah!
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(Hook)
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I¡¯m bout that money, I¡¯m bout that fetty
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I¡¯m down to get it by any means necessary
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I¡¯m bout that drama, I¡¯m bout that stripe
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Now fuck with me or with my team and you gonn see
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Bitch I¡¯m bout that life,
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Goin hard, goin in
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Tryina get what I can get before these people give me credit
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I¡¯m alive, now tell them hatin ass niggas
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That hatin on it, make ya die quicker
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¡®Cause bitch I¡¯m bout that life!
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(Verse)
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You know what?
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You don¡¯t like me? I don¡¯t give a fuck
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Respect is like some money to me, I don¡¯t get enough
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Like I ain¡¯t pull on the hardest city in America
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Saint Louis and we stutter yea
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King of the drama, see them rollin with the drama king
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Yo Kay Slay, your lil mama from your magazine
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You know the one that¡¯s got a body like a cartoon
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Ass like a whale til the day they got a harpoon
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Woo! Just stackin racks on racks
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Go check my always motherfucker, plaques on plaques
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This niggas lie and lie, I¡¯m speaking facts on facts
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My hotel room if that¡¯s the dirty, racks on racks
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(Hook)
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I¡¯m bout that money, I¡¯m bout that fetty
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I¡¯m down to get it by any means necessary
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I¡¯m bout that drama, I¡¯m bout that stripe
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Now fuck with me or with my team and you gonn see
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Bitch I¡¯m bout that life,
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Goin hard, goin in
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Tryina get what I can get before these people give me credit
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I¡¯m alive, now tell them hatin ass niggas
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That hatin on it, make ya die quicker
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¡®Cause bitch I¡¯m bout that life!
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(Verse)
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Lookin at a dollar bill saw the White House
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Then I flipped a couple bills, bought a white house
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Triple beam on the triple stack, triple back
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Goin back on like I dribble back, simple fact
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When I drop rolla in that top folla
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Bitches going both ways like they bipolar
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Pop the ace, blackjack, ski mask, black neck
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Hit the back of your head, turn your fitty to a snap back
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Best of the greatest, bought the pussy and paid for laters
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Waste of money, wag hair, the bitch bravest
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Word to Kay Slay, you nigga straight stuntin
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I be spendin 7 digits like it ain¡¯t nothing
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(Hook)
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I¡¯m bout that money, I¡¯m bout that fetty
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I¡¯m down to get it by any means necessary
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I¡¯m bout that drama, I¡¯m bout that stripe
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Now fuck with me or with my team and you gonn see
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Bitch I¡¯m bout that life,
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Goin hard, goin in
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Tryina get what I can get before these people give me credit
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I¡¯m alive, now tell them hatin ass niggas
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That hatin on it, make ya die quicker
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¡®Cause bitch I¡¯m bout that life!
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About That Life
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| DJ Kayslay |
