Testo About That Life

Featuring Fabolous, T Pain, Rick Ross, Nelly & French Montana

(Intro)
Ayo it's DJ Kay Slay, the drama king
So this is what it comes down to huh?
You niggas think you're bout that life?
Well it's time to show and prove
Fam, set it off
(Verse)
Look, I terminate a bitch like her name is Sarah Connor
Where I'm from we never meet daddies, swear all mamas
I'm high fashion, so my Gucci reaks of marijuana
My shoes are killin em, I call these a pair of armor sides
Put me in the passenger and I'mma ride
‘Cause my mind is full of massacres
Kill the verses, I lay em down and fill up hearses
You can't be the best without knowing who the worst is
Me and Kay a lot alike, we don't fake nothing
Thick bitches in my sheets, I be straight stuntin
You got the wrong keys, I ain't who to start with
Rise of the apes, now who you monkeys getting smart with?
(Hook)
I'm bout that money, I'm bout that fetty
I'm down to get it by any means necessary
I'm bout that drama, I'm bout that stripe
Now fuck with me or with my team and you gonn see
Bitch I'm bout that life,
Goin hard, goin in
Tryina get what I can get before these people give me credit
I'm alive, now tell them hatin ass niggas
That hatin on it, make ya die quicker
‘Cause bitch I'm bout that life!

(Verse: Rick Ross)
In love with the money, infatuated with coupes
Immaculate living, money stack up to my roof
The baddest of women, purse matchin the boots
That's the half you don't wanna see what's in that fuckin bag
Pull it like a flip camp, first you aim it, then you fire
Penthouse smoke a nigga, I can get no higher
Hella bad heroine in every bag she carry on
You niggas ain't getting money, fuck yea then carry on
Them biggest and the richest, fucking self made
Ricky Rose and my nigga Kay Slay
Pound of purple green, 2 litre a pink Sprite
I could flip a brick before a chick can blink twice, ah!

(Hook)
I'm bout that money, I'm bout that fetty
I'm down to get it by any means necessary
I'm bout that drama, I'm bout that stripe
Now fuck with me or with my team and you gonn see
Bitch I'm bout that life,
Goin hard, goin in
Tryina get what I can get before these people give me credit
I'm alive, now tell them hatin ass niggas
That hatin on it, make ya die quicker
‘Cause bitch I'm bout that life!

(Verse)
You know what?
You don't like me? I don't give a fuck
Respect is like some money to me, I don't get enough
Like I ain't pull on the hardest city in America
Saint Louis and we stutter yea
King of the drama, see them rollin with the drama king
Yo Kay Slay, your lil mama from your magazine
You know the one that's got a body like a cartoon
Ass like a whale til the day they got a harpoon
Woo! Just stackin racks on racks
Go check my always motherfucker, plaques on plaques
This niggas lie and lie, I'm speaking facts on facts
My hotel room if that's the dirty, racks on racks

(Hook)
I'm bout that money, I'm bout that fetty
I'm down to get it by any means necessary
I'm bout that drama, I'm bout that stripe
Now fuck with me or with my team and you gonn see
Bitch I'm bout that life,
Goin hard, goin in
Tryina get what I can get before these people give me credit
I'm alive, now tell them hatin ass niggas
That hatin on it, make ya die quicker
‘Cause bitch I'm bout that life!

(Verse)
Lookin at a dollar bill saw the White House
Then I flipped a couple bills, bought a white house
Triple beam on the triple stack, triple back
Goin back on like I dribble back, simple fact
When I drop rolla in that top folla
Bitches going both ways like they bipolar
Pop the ace, blackjack, ski mask, black neck
Hit the back of your head, turn your fitty to a snap back
Best of the greatest, bought the pussy and paid for laters
Waste of money, wag hair, the bitch bravest
Word to Kay Slay, you nigga straight stuntin
I be spendin 7 digits like it ain't nothing

(Hook)
I'm bout that money, I'm bout that fetty
I'm down to get it by any means necessary
I'm bout that drama, I'm bout that stripe
Now fuck with me or with my team and you gonn see
Bitch I'm bout that life,
Goin hard, goin in
Tryina get what I can get before these people give me credit
I'm alive, now tell them hatin ass niggas
That hatin on it, make ya die quicker
‘Cause bitch I'm bout that life!