Living The Life lyrics

[Notorious B.I.G] + (Faith Evans)

To my motherfucking man, fifty grand, the alcoholic man

Inject a tall can in his blood stream if he can

Biggie Smalls, the pussy stroker

Emcee provoker, the chocolate tah smoker (huh?)

I like to mack in Maximas and Acuras

Your girl butt cheeks, I'm smacking (huh?)

The raw rapper, spot smacker

With the little hooker on my lap-ah, you know your favorite macker

A shy nigga, but I ain't ya fucking comforter

And if I ever fall in love, I bet I'm fucking her

Ask the hooker, If I didn't jug her

She try to front, then I put the Chuckii Booker on her

(Why you wanna...play games on me?)

Bitch, you crazy? Commitments, I'm Swayze

No time for the ill shit

Mess with the niggers on that real blood spill shit

My rapping tactics, are drastic

Stretching motherfuckers like Mr. Fantastic

So if you wanna see my Pedigree, you better be

Filled with energy, niggers never getting me

[Hook: Bobby Valentino and Cheri Dennis]

Big cities and bright lights

Short days and long nights

No stress and no strife

I'm high off living the life

Big cities and bright lights

Short days and long nights

No stress and no strife

I'm high off living the life

[Ludacris]

It's clear to see that I'm the motherfucking man, I done learned from the

Best of 'em; Took the first slot, niggers still second guessing 'em

Whores, I'm undressing 'em, foes, I'm not stressing 'em

Outlasting a bunch of 'em, outflowed the rest of 'em

'Cause everyday, I stay preaching on the pulpit

So tell them haters they could miss me with that bullshit

But I won't miss, I'm Luda, the heat holder

I'm rich, bitch! I've done more shows than Oprah

And I'm a soldier, ready for whatever

Roll with a bunch of niggers that don't know no better

King like Coretta, counting more cheddar

Just hired two dykes to be my whore getters

When it comes to these women, dog, ain't no one fucking with me

They running back, you think I had TJ Duckett with me

That's 'cause I throw it like Vick, from the yard line

Ménage à trois, it's safe to say I'm having hard times

[Hook]

Big cities and bright lights

Short days and long nights

No stress and no strife

I'm high off living the life

Big cities and bright lights

Short days and long nights

No stress and no strife

I'm high off living the life

[Snoop Dogg]

To my nigga Chopper dot, with the whoopty-whoop on the block

Got the heaters cocked, 'cause I know the suckers on the block

Hennessey and Belve-D, brings a lot of jealousy

Nigga stop snitching, nephew, why you telling me?

They say the game ain't what it use to be on (?)

Used to be a G, but now he just a whore

Running 'round pointing fingers, telling names

You fucking up the rules to this dirty game, and it's a dirty shame

I ain't flipping out, that's probably why I'm dipping out

Y'all fools tripping out, that why I'm on a different route

Now, making money, having clout, what's what it's all about

Twenty seven cars and a twelve bedroom house

Now they call me Snoopy Trump

I keep my heater close, 'cause I love to bust

Now hat's a stain on a nigga, I bang on a nigga

Kick rocks and watch how I do my thing, young nigga; I'm living the life!

[Hook]

Big cities and bright lights

Short days and long nights

No stress and no strife

I'm high off living the life

Big cities and bright lights

Short days and long nights

No stress and no strife

I'm high off living the life

Big cities and bright lights

Short days and long nights

No stress and no strife

I'm high off living the life

Big cities and bright lights

Short days and long nights

No stress and no strife

I'm high off living the life

• Artist:The Notorious B.I.G.
• Album:Duets: The Final Chapter (2005)