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letra de good life - mr. groove

you are now…rockin’ with the rockies
independent kings, hmg yeah

bottles of your best to the sky
some of us is just glad to be alive
another year of goals just to strive
hard work brings that good life (for real tho)
not a worry in the world we love you to infinity
everything paid for with all the ammenities
in comparison we livin’ like the kennedy’s (like the kennedy’s)
where, just livin’ ain’t enough (nope)
you need sunshine, freedom and them little green flowers
don’t let nothin’ get you down
take time to smell them roses now p-ss em around
ladies let your hair down, swear
i got us from here on out
my team h.m.g independent king
dream big strong as ever
every time that we come together

everybody put your gl-sses to the sky
and toast one time to the good life (good life)
leave all your troubles and your burdens behind
and toast one time to the good life (good life)
fire up the loud big chiefin’ in the crowd
and toast one time to the good life (good life)
pour out some liquor for the homie’s underground
and toast one time to the good live (good life)

i just wanna fly
i just wanna touch both hands to the sky
i just wanna celebrate every day and night
like this here my last moment on the green god provides
i just wanna ride in the fast lane peddle pressed, autobahn
royalty i’m worry free, hating n-ggas carry on
and my mami she carry on in louboutin
everything she needs anything she want’s
i provide it all so she stay on her mark
ready set to go until death part baby girl let’s start
embark on a voyage to bliss
pop bottles of p&j whenever time permits (boop)
the spoils of success timeless and my timepiece timeless
hidden underneath all these diamonds
paint a masterpiece of triumph portrait of my likeness
money, power, respect my trinity of enlightenment

every day’s like the weekend toast the good life
another friday we shared over this cubed ice
and n-ggas muggin’ we don’t see no threat
shorty gettin’ mo wet while we sippin moet (for reals)
they ain’t frontin’ you can see it from the back
they ain’t boogie sittin’ in each others lap
all love all hugs smiles it’s all dap
n-ggas can’t do the same just tell em to fall back
cuhz we tryin’ to make it for those who couldn’t make it
back turned against the world i’m tryin’ to face it
sippin’ this bombay smokin’ this bome haze
wantin’ that good like t-pain and kanye
it’s on to the next soon as we get in the car
takin’ crown to the head over cuban cigars
like a death dance celebratin’ these scars
might be my last chance could be gone tomorrow (for real)

- mr groove

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