Letra de Street Life (Feat. Pusha T) - Kelly Rowland
Letra de canci�n de Street Life (Feat. Pusha T) de Kelly Rowland lyrics
Uh, leggo my baby daddy
Pullin up like leggo leggo
Uh, see I ain�t pushin that Caddy
We never leavin this place
Um, it�s all go (it�s all go)
It�s all go (it�s all go)
So go go
Uh, the hood ain�t ready
It�s the mentality of hate
Coming from the street life we know it�s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don�t write no notes
It�s like parole with the time we�re facing
Ain�t nobody gon help
It�s a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Think of the game, his mammy
Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to the money
We couldn�t leave
Uh, my best friend ain�t happy
We up and leave like waiter XO
Uh, and she be rollin that paddy
And put the longest snakes
Yea �cause love is so cold (so cold)
So cold (so cold)
And he�s foes go
You�re the truth so mine ain�t ready
But what she got the next day
Coming from the street life we know it�s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don�t write no notes
It�s like parole with the time we�re facing
Ain�t nobody gon help
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It�s a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Mama didn�t waste no timing
Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to the money
(We just tryna get to the money)
(Verse: Pusha T)
This for my niggas with them full baby mamas
Ceiling full of commas
Saving your receipts because she never keep a promise
This presidential Rollie don�t make me Obama
So don�t judge me by my jewelry please your honor
The persona of this dope dealin summertime
Top dropper wintertime
Fool ain�t fox rocker
Wooh! What it be like?
It�s king pushin Kelly roll, giving you the street life
Brap!
Coming from the street life we know it�s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don�t write no notes
It�s like parole with the time we�re facing
Ain�t nobody gon help
It�s a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Now the big shit fell here, funny
Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to the money
Including me
Yea yea yea
Pullin up like leggo leggo
Uh, see I ain�t pushin that Caddy
We never leavin this place
Um, it�s all go (it�s all go)
It�s all go (it�s all go)
So go go
Uh, the hood ain�t ready
It�s the mentality of hate
Coming from the street life we know it�s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don�t write no notes
It�s like parole with the time we�re facing
Ain�t nobody gon help
It�s a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Think of the game, his mammy
Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to the money
We couldn�t leave
Uh, my best friend ain�t happy
We up and leave like waiter XO
Uh, and she be rollin that paddy
And put the longest snakes
Yea �cause love is so cold (so cold)
So cold (so cold)
And he�s foes go
You�re the truth so mine ain�t ready
But what she got the next day
Coming from the street life we know it�s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don�t write no notes
It�s like parole with the time we�re facing
Ain�t nobody gon help
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/street-life--feat--pusha-t--kelly-rowland.php
It�s a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Mama didn�t waste no timing
Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to the money
(We just tryna get to the money)
(Verse: Pusha T)
This for my niggas with them full baby mamas
Ceiling full of commas
Saving your receipts because she never keep a promise
This presidential Rollie don�t make me Obama
So don�t judge me by my jewelry please your honor
The persona of this dope dealin summertime
Top dropper wintertime
Fool ain�t fox rocker
Wooh! What it be like?
It�s king pushin Kelly roll, giving you the street life
Brap!
Coming from the street life we know it�s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don�t write no notes
It�s like parole with the time we�re facing
Ain�t nobody gon help
It�s a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Now the big shit fell here, funny
Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to the money
Including me
Yea yea yea
