Let's Rock 'n' Roll Into Something Beautiful - Bob Baldwin

My life is a movie

This rap shit is a hobby

I’m fucked up in this club

And if you with me, you somebody

I’m a cool ass chick

But I ain’t got no time to talk

If these niggas getting money

Tell em' bring dem bands out

Bring dem, bring dem bands out (my life is a movie)

Bring dem, bring dem bands out

If you really getting money

Tell em' bring dem bands out (go)

Bring dem bands out (my life is a movie)

Bring dem, bring dem bands out

If you really getting money

Tell em' bring dem bands out

Okay, if molly say I’m popping

Then I guess I’m really famous

I heard Mary’s getting jealous

Let her burn like Usher Raymond

No confessions, but I’m cocky

Flow so cold, we can play hockey

Got this boxer on my wrist

Cause evidently bitch I’m Rocky

I dumbed it down for the stupid chicks

Tell her wrap it up, first aid kit

If you hit my line, don’t be surprised

If I’m on the move, like a road trip

Are we there yet?

Cause I’m so inpatient

All my niggas got an occupation

And if they don’t, I put them on the stove

And if you get me hot, then I’ma let em taste it

Stad down, fingers up

Swisher loaded, rental truck

Fat pack, no lunch sack

But I’m eating good, I should have been a chef

My hats off to my bitch Lucci

My best friend, life introduced me

Move boo, look what money do

We don’t hit the club without a camera crew

Cause we

Bring dem, bring dem bands out (my life is a movie)

Bring dem, bring dem bands out

If you really getting money

Tell em' bring dem bands out (go)

Bring dem bands out (my life is a movie)

Bring dem, bring dem bands out

If you really getting money

Tell em' bring dem bands out

Okay it’s Lucci Vee

I’m checking in

Wanna verse with me

Better break a band

Make a lotta dough

I’m the baking man

But no patty cake, talking Benjamin

Shout out to Tink, she a G fo' show

Keep the beat up, that’s nice and flow

And my pussy real sweet, like a Popsicle

So my nigga eat it up like Pappadeaux

I’m balling bitch, Superbowl

Short hair busser, Ocho

Look up to me

I’m a god to hoes

Cause I’m stacking bread, got a mean loaf

That’s all me, no drinks

Straight flexin' on em', ballet

And I get a lot of cheese, like souffle

Plus the money rolling in, by the bouquet

See me coming, move out my way

Ya’ll want beef, she better grab a steak

With these clown hoes, I will not play

Cause I’ll hit it first, like Ray J

So don’t fuck with me, cause you know I’m worth it

Top me off, just like I earned it

It’s Lucci Vee and Tink G

Bring dem bands out, you wanna fuck with me

Bring dem, bring dem bands out (my life is a movie)

Bring dem, bring dem bands out

If you really getting money

Tell em' bring dem bands out (go)

Bring dem bands out (my life is a movie)

Bring dem, bring dem bands out

If you really getting money

Tell em' bring dem bands out