letra de strip club - jeezy
(chorus)
life is like a strip club
when you spendin’ all your money then you get love
when you run up out of ones then you throw doug’s
when you spend up all your money ain’t no love, (yeah)
[verse 1: young jeezy]
it’s 20 for the top, 10 for the bottom
like them girls bottoms, man they wanna see me drop
b-tch n-gga f-ck y’all, i ain’t going no where
you can take it all off b-tch, i ain’t gon’ stare
looking so good got that -ss read up
did what i had, took them stacks and re-up
why these whack hoes prayin’ for my down fall?
then wonder why i won’t answer their call
broke hoes hate man, broke hoes in it
stay away from fake sh-t, fake sh-t ain’t in me
when young was in the buildin’ can’t say it didn’t flow
better get there early, might be late for the show
now n-ggas change cause ain’t been through in awhile
like every time i came through and blow a few thou
give you everything i got, yeah i know you love that
but when it’s all said and done, b-tch where the love at?
(chorus)
life is like a strip club
when you spendin’ all your money then you get love
when you run up out of ones then you throw doug’s
when you spend up all your money ain’t no love, (yeah)
[verse 2: young jeezy]
more money more problems, that a motherf-ckin’ fact
and i can do bad all by my godd-mn self
when i was alone they was bad for my godd-mn health
so called homies praying on my down fall
then wonder why i won’t answer their call
b-tch n-ggas hate man, broke n-ggas in it
stay away from fake sh-t, fake sh-t ain’t in me
sh-t get deep make a n-gga go nuts
swear they wanna see me dead in a brand new tux
if my tombstone read “realist n-gga ever done it”
n-ggas can’t say i ain’t keep it 100
gave n-ggas jobs, even gave n-ggas change
n-ggas ain’t gave me a motherf-ckin’ thing
n-ggas wanna be me, yeah i know you love that
but when it’s all said and done, n-gga where the love at?
(chorus)
life is like a strip club
when you spendin’ all your money then you get love
when you run up out of ones then you throw doug’s
when you spend up all your money ain’t no love, (yeah)
[verse 3: shawty redd]
i gotta pocket full of paper
ain’t worried bout the haters
i’m just blowin’ money and i feel good
but when the money gone
i’m standin all alone
thinkin’ why did i have to party so strong
look now i gotta go, i gotta go, i gotta go
we gotta go, go
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