Do you wanna die happy? Do you wanna die happy? My love's a revolver My sex is a killer Do you wanna die happy? Do you wanna die happy? I let it bang, bang You
just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful Yeah, it's like I
that ain't classy You want it you need it I got it you want you need it I got it , cause this is how its going down , you want it you need it i got it
't really got nothing on And you out, and you ain't got nothing on Baby, you the whole package, plus you pay your taxes And you keep it real while them
The way you move to the music, it make awanna Take you up outta here, go somewhere, lose it And your physique is off the chain It's gonna be hard gettin' you
, These niggas takin all these shots but ain?t no holes in me, So what you shootin at niggas you ain?t hit shit yet, Jus check my black tee and it still
, mmm, mmm Yeah, it's Mr. Savage Life Yeah, I give it to ya like you never ever had it like I don't know her name, we just did it on the first night
stay true to who you are and where you came from 'Cause at the top will be the same place you hang from No matter how big you could ever be For whatever
up on the block in the drop top chicken box Mr. KFC, VVS is in the watch Living fast where it's all about that money bag Never front, you take there it
you out and you ain't got nothing on Baby you the whole package plus you pay your taxes And you keep it real while them other stay plastic You're my
on (Nothing) And you wild when you ain't got nothing on? (Ha-ha) Baby you the whole package Plus you pay your taxes And you keep it real, while them
believe it (I can't believe it) Hey, check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it out, check it out Check it
don't see no one but you Girl you're so one in a million You are Baby you're the best I ever had Best I ever had And I'm certain that There ain't nothing
yeah, you know You my nigga, peace, to Biz Markie, yeah Boy, you know the biz, remember back on the bus When we had the bus an' was sharin' it biz? Yeah, I ain't forgot it, you
! You don't kill! (You don't kill!) I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin straps that you ain't never had one still so Recognise real! You know
I'm Caesar I kick it like Adidas Flowin' sticky like adhesive Be cautious, 'cause what I be on Will leave you with amnesia I break all the rules Like Evel Knievel It
it all a dream (Was it a dream) Was it all a dream (A dream) Was it all a dream It was all a dream It was all It was all a dream It was all a dream