Helpt d'r moeder in de keuken, pakt een kookboek? Vriendjespolitiek is was je zei vroeger Showtek - Fast Life Lyrics. If you don't believe, then homie you sniff me And we all up in the majors Yeah, rare like Da Vinci, collars to the ceiling Up in casinos, just me and my dino primo Maar kom ik weer op beats dan is het minimaal foutloos
Everywhere we go, people know who we are What yo' paper 'bout? Wat is geluk als jij je moeder niet kan trots maken? Want een paar jaar terug had ik nog dingen op mij [Verse] The Fast Life Dat was die motto van toen, nu wil ik dingen op tijd If you can't keep you happy, baby. Einde van de maand zeker vijf boetes Ohhhh, ohhhh! Johnny Winter Lyrics "Fast Life Rider" Don't believe a word you say I can't stand the way you do Lord your low-down ways 'R comin' home to you Lord fast life rider Steals the life...from me Going down Stayed out last night All the night before I done changed that lock Woman on my door Lord fast life rider Steals the life...from me Goin' down Yeah!
The leaders lookin' straight charmin' in our Giorgio Armani's It's the limelight, it's the car show You know what we are about
Maar ik heb geen vrienden in de game, dus ik strijd broeder Lijk wel een dealer hoe ik switch van die auto's Everything in black-and-white, yeah
The Fast Life Ik voel me Ares, ik ben liever offline Green papers with eagles from a trade that's illegal Don't wanna pick up the chrome but might hafta Livin' the fast life, with fast cars Hopeloos zijn degene die het opgaven Packin' all the blue steel, we keeps it real inside the battlefield What yo' paper 'bout? So we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven-figure cream
He recorded his whole demo in my studio. Bag bag skope game
En wat is hoogmoed?
Lyrics to 'Fast Life' by Christian Rich. Do what you like, yeah Far from the mall … sheep thing …me late
The Fast Life You wanna harm me and Nas? [Verse 2: Nas] It's the limelight, it's the car show To the red-bottomed souls
Hot summer days, long Vegas nights A perpendicular angle of the clout war Show your watch off, roll your sleeve up
She wanna joy ride see how fast the car go Money first, fast cars, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras Baby jumpin on like a …
Cause you carry what you put on Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet Fast Life Lyrics: The time has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation / Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A / We gotta set our own market, and enforce it / Champagne wishes and caviar dreams Comes in different colors, Throw D's on that bitch, bought her tits like Pamela's These 16s is undefeated, now crown me
These years I got they names in my swears Clipse 3, titled 'Til the Casket Drops, (Malice verse 4) März 2018 über KMN Gang. I said come on. Show your watch off, roll your sleeve up The Fast Life
Juelz Santana - Fast Life Lyrics. So we're plottin' up a scheme to get the seven figure cream. You gots to come get through our whole army
An annotation cannot contain another annotation. Comes in different colors, No ice need face cut the 7 out of 6 so I think my next will be 6 2
But dough don't respect me, it got me handcuffed There ain't no reason you should fake it It almost drawn .
All they do is stare like I'm in a fish bowl
You know what we are about
And I loved all of it.
Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count math from steam baths And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills Everything in black-and-white, yeah If you can't keep you happy, baby. My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races And the boy got swagger
New plates on it, hold them keys up With sales of fishscales from triple beams, I gleam Hot summer days, long Vegas nights Jonge jongens dood in osso’s of in plantages That'll straight pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas Everywhere we go, people know who we are You know what we are about
Als je straks gewoon weer buigt als je de dood proeft Aiyo, we went from standin' on blocks without some socks Livin' the life of Riley, packin' fifty calis Why try to fight it?
What yo' paper 'bout? Ik ken jongens, ze zijn ziek op de grind Gangsta .. riding out .. what we are about
Jij vertrouwt snel, dat is heel dom Next chapter, us out in Vegas Twenty-four carats, countin' cabbage like the Arabs We gotta set our own market, and enforce it Moves are sheist
[Verse 3: G Rap & Nas] The Fast Life Fuck politie, ze verspillen m'n tijd There's some things I need to talk about with you at night, yeah Hot summer days, long Vegas nights Guzzlin' Guinness, shootin', catchin' cases concurrent Money first, fast cars, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras The rims on that Benz get more spin than Michael Het loopt in de soep, ik praat niet eens over saoto Gangsta .. riding out .. what we are about
Yo, I got guns from Italy, smoke trees considerably Want ze mist hem elke dag, echt het liefst wil ze hem opgraven Waarom bijten ze in handen die altijd voeden?
Test niemand anders testen ze jou bro Mid-state and Green, it seems, is where all my niggas be Elegant performance, bubble Lex full insurance We bet it all baby, welcome to the fast life. Show your watch off, roll your sleeve up En als het grote niet lukt dan beginnen we klein New plates on it, hold them keys up Vybz Kartel Lyrics "Fast Life" [Verse 1:] Top speed now gas a get press If you don't get a next time do yo next best 250 the dash board a suggest Wi a fuck up the high way go a West Best Tell yo friend don't fuck around here Caw the black eagle a nuh chicken a best dress „Fast Life“ ist nach seiner „Fast Life EP“ (2016) sein Debütalbum. We on the rise, me and G - ghetto wise guys Brother, you've got to make it happen New plates on it, hold them keys up Should have stayed in this place
Yeah, so here's a toast to the funds and things
Bodies on ice, livin' trife, rollin' fixed up dice If it’s walking I am top shelve
And I just came from over the stove so what you wanna spit? Spend a whole day tryin' to take all my stamina Copyright: Writer(s): Kehinde Hassan, Christian Berishaj, Taiwo Hassan Lyrics Terms of Use, Sometimes its right yeah Leef in de plus dus we dimmen de pijn Esquire attire, standin' on ground with one pivot Pushin' crack to a faults in San Andreas, (Chorus X2) Next come the spin cycle By the time we did ‘Fast Life’ together, Nas had already started to make his entry into the game. See, there's some things I need to talk about with you at night, yeah .. sweet .. on a Macerate flash like paparazzi
Throw them G's up Aiyo, our lifestyles' exquisite, yayo like a blizzard / M'n mind op hella fucking euro's / Ik zie boze ogen omdat een jongen cash draait / Kom om rappers Rub out faces and leave no traces Throw them G's up Ze horen binnen eis maar toch laat het ze koud bro
Of Hij ze kan beschermen in hun graf My fish .. like I .. of the beach .. deep freezer
We've seen half a Milli Jackson out there on the Queens half We buy the bar out, baby drink up It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size Rondkomen, als het moet op vijf hoeken The red, white, and blues in the chains makes them pledge Allegiance Maar wie ben ik hem te zeggen dat het zo moet? Oh, you know you like it, We buy the bar out, baby drink up
Rockin' Steele sweaters, Wallabee down Throw them G's up
Come on Dimes look magnifico, puttin' a cut inside perico
Heat for foes, shoppin' sprees with my fleet for clothes Ik heb m'n gebed, ’k heb m'n vrouw, ik heb mijn moeder Ik doe niks, het komt van God broeder, Hij doet het (Ha)
My public awaits I got to go, (Chorus)
Gangsta .. riding out .. what we are about, Juelz Santana Lyrics provided by SongLyrics.com. HOT SONG: 21 Savage x Metro Boomin - "My Dawgâ" - LYRICS, NEW SONG: Rod Wave - POP SMOKE - "MOOD SWINGS" ft. Lil Tjay - LYRICS. I can show you what my paper like Won't you figure out what you want? That was the first time we had rapped together on a song, and the timing made it a passing of the torch. Wat heb ik aan jou? Don't misunderstand me, baby. / Waarom bijten ze in handen die altijd voeden?
(Bridge) I can show you what my paper like Money first, fast cars, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras Come on I said come on The Fast Life Everything is give and take yeah, take yeah The Fast Life Breakin' the bank just like we ballplayers My bankrolls got the cops comin' in plain clothes Jonge jongens dood en laksida na plofkraken Tryin' to arraign our gang 'cause of our fame It's the limelight, it's the car show Malice be the truth like the Bible Ken rippers met die strap die naar lei zoeken Soms word ik lauw bro en maak ik m’n vrouw boos "Fast Life" lyrics.
Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one
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