Yeah
Word
No doubt
Yo... yo...
Wally champ so amazin, the suede shoelacin
up in the Sheraton, just got hit for five years probation
I got a dental appointment at two o'clock there go my gold ring
Much later catch a flick or go hoeing
Yo there's somethin heavy on my mind from last night's crime
Spoonface shot Gel in the back with Kiv's nine
It was two men, tighter than a hiker with Tims
Like blood brothers, problem was they lust each other woman
For instance, Gel seen Spoon in DeMoore
He wet his whiz(tle), got his seed an headin towards the door
They came out of eye, face to face, they embraced
Gel blew a kiss and looked Spoon girl in the face
Her face lit up, and grinned with a smile like what?
That sneaky f--k, same bitch that got my man hit up
Out in Brownsville, where the thug life live to kill
Where bodies is worth two for five cause it's real
Fast life...
Fast life, cause there's nowhere I can go
Fast life, that's the only thing I know
Fast life, cause there's nowhere I can go
Fast Life, that's the only life I know
Yo my man got more power than gunpowder with ammunition
Blowin up the fireworks and the n----z ambitions
On the come up, she gettin done up, behind closed doors
Doin freaky s--t, on elevator floors
I want her, like Sonny wanted Cher
She was his diamond piece, sex wasn't for lease
Rest in peace, somebody came up deceased
R.I.P. on that grave of the slave of infatuated ways
God couldn't save
F-A-K-E, L-O-V-E
Fake love you see
Never lasting through eternity
Living life in the fast lane
The fast life... it's the fast life
Fast life
Fast life, cause there's nowhere I can go
Fast life, that's the only thing I know
Fast life, cause there's nowhere I can go
Fast Life, that's the only life I know
Fast life, cause there's nowhere I can go
Fast life, that's the only thing I know
Fast life, cause there's nowhere I can go
The time has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation
Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A.
We gotta set our own market, and enforce it
Verse One: Kool G Rap
Champagne wishes of caviar dreams ?a penis didn't cream?
With sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
Livin the live of rowdy packin fifty cali's
Rockin lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark alley
Up in casinos just me and my dino primo
Pushin beam-o's then parlay in Reno with two fly latinos
Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad
We've seen a half a milli dashin out there on the Queens half
Three major players gettin papers by the layers
And those that portray us on the block get rocked like Domateus
Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark hits
Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet
Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters
that'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas
Da leaders, lookin straight crimy in our Giorgio Armani's
You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get through a whole army
The celo rollers money folders sippin bola holdin mad payola
Slangin a Coke without the Cola
Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one
It ain't no shame in our game we do our thing son
Chorus
Livin the fast life, in fast cars
Everywhere we go, people know who we are
A team from out of Queens with the american dream
So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream
(repeat 2X)
Verse Two: Nas Escobar
Yo I got, guns from Italy, smoke trees, considerably
Mid-state and Green it seems, is where all my niggaz be
The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores
A perpendicular, angle of the clout war
Police searchin up my Lex over who's petrol
My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though
But dough don't respect me, it got me handcuffed
The rough life, I just be up nights, breathin with scuffed Nike's
Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs
These years I got they names in my swears
Poppin Cristal like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style
Rockin Steele sweaters, Wallaby down
Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the arabs
The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic
Elegant performance, bubble Lex full insurance
Guzzlin Guinness shootin catchin cases concurrent
It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size
We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise guys
The luciano Frankie Aiel, Bugsy Seagal
Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal
*singer* Brother you've got to make it happen
Yeahhhahhyeahhh, get this money, yeahhh
Brother you've got to make it happen
When you're living in the fast life, heyy yeah yeah
Verse Three: G Rap, Nas
[Rap] Aiyyo my lifestyle's exquisite, yayo like a blizzard
[Nas] It's choir attire standin on ground with one pivot
[Rap] Two players rockin silk blazers and diamonds like glaciers
[Nas] Lands with namebrand seats reclinin like in spaceships
[Rap] Bodies on ice
[Nas] Livin trife, rollin fixed up dice
[Rap] Gamblin Grants
[Nas] Handlin stamps
[duo] Moves are sheist
[Nas] My bankrolls, got the cops comin in plain clothes
[Rap] Tryin to arraign again cause of our fame that's how the game goes
[Nas] True
[Rap] Right out the slammer with the fame and glamour
Cookin up grams with Arm & Hammer supplyin scramblers in Alabama
[Nas] Rub out faces and leave no traces
My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races
Servin us Dom P my cliquo
Dimes with magnifico, puttin in cut inside ?perico?
Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes
in Carribean suites, deep, rippin beats with flows
[Rap] Aiyyo, we went from standin on blocks, without some socks
sellin rocks, to pickin up stock and boat docks with glocks
and got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills
Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield
[Nas] Yeah so here's a toast to the funds and things
Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings
Chorus
*singer does same part again with variations to fade, mostly "I" for "you*
Got me living that fast life
I think a nigga need to slow it down
Stack my paper get in and out
Niggaz know what I am talking about, yeah, yeah
Oh, might take your golds
Oh, might take your shit
Leave me your dope and your girl
Might pimp on that bitch
Got a tech and I'm sprayin'
Look man, huh, I'm just sayin'
'Cause I'm smiling and bustin'
Y'all bitches think that I'm playin'
From the home of the trill
Cadillac and wood wheel
Bodies dropping when I'm
P-p-poppin' up in your grill
Give a shit how you feel
Bitch I'm cockin' to buck
We could fight or just bust off these slugs
I could give a fuck, yeah
Got me living that fast life
I think a nigga need to slow it down
Stack my paper get in and out
Niggaz know what I am talking about, yeah, yeah
High gone off that dro
Bitch nigga what you know
So sick of being po' and tired
Tired then po' so get on flo'
Hoe, give me your dough
Oh catch the b-b-blow
From this forty-fo'
Me I be so tr-tr-trill in this c-c-coupe deville
So tr-tr-tryin' to s-s-stack up a m-m-mill
Before I g-g-get killed
Boys snortin' them hills
Girls poppin' them pills
Trying to buy some la-la-love
In this world through dollar bills, yeah
Got me living that fast life
I think a nigga need to slow it down
Stack my paper get in and out
Niggaz know what I am talking about, yeah, yeah
Vibe to the beat
Bust a swish sweet
Fill it up with dro
Nigga you know
What's about to take place in
This smoked out atmosphere
Vibe to the beat
Bust a swish sweet
Fill it up with dro
Nigga you know
What's about to take place in
This smoked out atmosphere
All my real niggaz sing it loud
Smoke, smoke on
Get your swish sweets nigga and
Smoke on, smoke on
Now hold out with me and
Smoke, smoke on
Get your swish sweets nigga and
Smoke on, smoke on
Got me living that fast life
I think a nigga need to slow it down
Stack my paper get in and out
Niggaz know what I am talking about, yeah, yeah
Got me living that fast life
I think a nigga need to slow it down
Stack my paper get in and out
Fast Life
I tell em time and time and time again
Don’t you call his phones again
Find yourself another man
He with me so get over him
He loves it how go up and down the pole
Swing it left to right
Shake it so he wont go
Addicted to lifestyle
I know I turn him out
I’m a lil freak I know
Im climbing higher
They throwin money
My focus of tonight is to please you
Its only for you
Boy I adore you
Ooo yea
Enjoy the show
Addicted Addicted
Addicted to the fast life fast life
Addicted to the fast life fast life
Money and fame
I’m addicted to this lifestyle
See I’m a supaerstar on the stage
Yea I’m addicted to the fastlife
Fast Life Fast Life
Addicted to the fast life fast life
Addicted to the fast life fast life
Addicted to the fast life fast life
Addicted to the fast life fast life
Fast Life Fast Life
Addicted to the fast life fast life
Addicted to the fast life fast life
Addicted to the fast life fast life
The time has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation
Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A.
We gotta set our own market, and enforce it
Verse One: Kool G Rap
Champagne wishes of caviar dreams? a penis didn't cream?
With sales of fish scales from triple beams I gleam
Livin the live of rowdy packin fifty cali's
Rockin lizard Bally's while we do our drug deal in a dark alley
Up in casinos just me and my dino primo
Pushin beam-o's then parlay in Reno with two fly latinos
Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad
We've seen a half a milli dashin out there on the Queens half
Three major players gettin papers by the layers
And those that portray us on the block get rocked like Domateus
Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark hits
Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet
Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters
that'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas
Da leaders, lookin straight crimy in our Giorgio Armani's
You wanna harm me and Nas you gots ta come get through a whole army
The celo rollers money folders sippin bola holdin mad payola
Slangin a Coke without the Cola
Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one
It ain't no shame in our game we do our thing son
Chorus
Livin the fast life, in fast cars
Everywhere we go, people know who we are
A team from out of Queens with the american dream
So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream
(repeat 2X)
Verse Two: Nas Escobar
Yo I got, guns from Italy, smoke trees, considerably
Mid-state and Green it seems, is where all my niggaz be
The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores
A perpendicular, angle of the clout war
Police searchin up my Lex over who's petrol
My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though
But dough don't respect me, it got me handcuffed
The rough life, I just be up nights, breathin with scuffed Nike's
Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs
These years I got they names in my swears
Poppin Cristal like it's my first child, lickin shots, holiday style
Rockin Steele sweaters, Wallaby down
Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the arabs
The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic
Elegant performance, bubble Lex full insurance
Guzzlin Guinness shootin catchin cases concurrent
It's Nas, seven hundred wives, King Solomon size
We on the rise, me and G, ghetto wise guys
The luciano Frankie Aiel, Bugsy Seagal
Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal
*singer* Brother you've got to make it happen
Yeahhhahhyeahhh, get this money, yeahhh
Brother you've got to make it happen
When you're living in the fast life, heyy yeah yeah
Verse Three: G Rap, Nas
[Rap] Aiyyo my lifestyle's exquisite, yayo like a blizzard
[Nas] It's choir attire standin on ground with one pivot
[Rap] Two players rockin silk blazers and diamonds like glaciers
[Nas] Lands with namebrand seats reclinin like in spaceships
[Rap] Bodies on ice
[Nas] Livin trife, rollin fixed up dice
[Rap] Gamblin Grants
[Nas] Handlin stamps
[duo] Moves are sheist
[Nas] My bankrolls, got the cops comin in plain clothes
[Rap] Tryin to arraign again cause of our fame that's how the game goes
[Nas] True
[Rap] Right out the slammer with the fame and glamour
Cookin up grams with Arm & Hammer supplyin scramblers in Alabama
[Nas] Rub out faces and leave no traces
My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races
Servin us Dom P my cliquo
Dimes with magnifico, puttin in cut inside? perico?
Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes
in Carribean suites, deep, rippin beats with flows
[Rap] Aiyyo, we went from standin on blocks, without some socks
sellin rocks, to pickin up stock and boat docks with glocks
and got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills
Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield
[Nas] Yeah so here's a toast to the funds and things
Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings
Chorus
I don't already know what you thinking,
But I know what we're drinking
Let me put your night for drive
Cowing down on the road way,
Striping down on the highway,
Romance on the horizon
Can't see nothing but blur tonight,
Acting like it's your first time,
Girl I'm done with these games
And you need to get into my lane
Pushing into the red light
Hey, hey, hey
Girl I know that you want it
And you know where it going
Girl you know where it going
And you know that you want it
Turn the lights off, put the top down
Are you ready for the fast life?
Turn the lights off, put the top down
Are you ready for the fast life?
… she has no reason but the city is ours,
Put the starlight in the starist, motion silence,
Everyone run and hide hey-hey
Can't see nothing but blur tonight,
Acting like it's your first time,
Girl I'm done with these games
And you need to get into my lane
Pushing into the red light
Hey, hey, hey
Girl I know that you want it
And you know where it going
Girl you know where it going
And you know that you want it
Hey, hey, hey
Turn the lights off, put the top down
Are you ready for the fast life?
Turn the lights off, put the top down
Are you ready for the fast life?
Look!
Girl I know that you want it
And you know where it going
Girl you know where it going
And you know that you want it
Turn the lights off, put the top down
Are you ready for the fast life?
Turn the lights off, put the top down
Party every night Addicted to the fast life
Non-stop fast life
Different city every night
No sleep late flights
Tripping on these club lights
Body rockin DJs
High score free plays
Fast life come inside DJ worldwide
Party every night addicted to the fast life
Addicted to the fast life
Addicted to the fast life
Non-stop fast life
Different city every night
No sleep late flights
Tripping on these club lights
Body rockin DJs
High score free plays
Fast life come inside DJ worldwide
Party every night addicted to the fast life
Can't stop won't stop
Addicted to the fast life
Can't stop won't stop
Addicted to the fast life
Addicted to the fast life
[Intro:]
Yeah, welcome to new jersey (new jeruz)
I know you never been here properly but...
It's it's skolla, and I'm back!
[Chorus: x2]
I live the fast life, nigga that's right
I live the fast life, so I don't need you right
I live the fast life, driving in the third lane
Go hard cause tomorrow ain't a sure thang.
[Verse 1:]
They screaming, why you ain't got time for me
Look you lucky, you even got a rhyme from me
Get my attention, shake your behind for me
But hold up, you gotta get in line for me
Troublesome, double them, that's how I get down
Hear me, fear me, clearly, sit down
Swagga for faggots, I'm a crook
And I can't talk about how good another nigga look
Different breed, pick up speed to catch us
You really gunna die if you try to catch up
Cut I ain't a blunt, you can't match us
Your loss, I'm a boss, watch me blast up
S-k-o-l-l-a hoe
Move when I say so, or stay low
You would think I have fans on the pay roll
But they know like you know, I don't play yo.
[Chorus: x2]
I live the fast life, nigga that's right
I live the fast life, so I don't need you right
I live the fast life, driving in the third lane
Go hard cause tomorrow ain't a sure thang.
[Verse 2:]
Everything I take, for god sakes
And you? I'm a call your ass mr. I'll wait
Do this, I'll wait, do that, I'll wait
You just walking to your grave
Race cars, break laws you gotta feel me
I think we can agree a car can't kill me
Still be the one that you love to hate
Hate to love, I'm just as good as they come
Player, pimp, I'm all in balling
Only time I stress, is when they can't stop calling
Step to the opposite sex, that's opposite of yes
I rather step to some check
You gotta kill me to stop me you got me, watch me
Do what I do best, you sloppy
Rock me, from the east to the west
Beast in the flesh, street is the best, yes.
[Chorus: x4]
I live the fast life, nigga that's right
I live the fast life, so I don't need you right
I live the fast life, driving in the third lane
Go hard cause tomorrow ain't a sure thang.
[Outro:]
I’m always on the go I go from show to show Airplanes, taxicabs take me to the next spot
I travel around the world It’s always in and out Airplanes, taxicabs, hotels, restaurants Go go go go
Bridge Yeah I’ve seen a lot of places Yeah I’ve seen a lot of faces Every day it’s hard to find love When you lead a fast life
Chorus Fast life I can’t slow down I’m always running around, running around, running around On my high heels Try walking a mile on these I’m always running, running around, chasing time
Fast life Sometimes I’m running on stress Fast life When my schedule’s a mess
I’m always on the go Even when I’m feeling slow Airplanes, taxicabs take me to the next spot
Pack your suitcase There’s no time to waist Airplanes, taxicabs, hotels, restaurants Go go go
Bridge Yeah I’ve seen a lot of places Yeah I’ve seen a lot of faces Every day it’s hard to find love When you lead a fast life
Fast life I can’t slow down Fast life Yeah yeah yeah…
Go go Go go
This is the flight into the fast life
And I'm ready to go
And I'm ready to go
Sound, ready
This is the flight into the fast life
And I'm ready to go
And I'm ready to go...
This is the flight into the fast life [2x]
This is the flight into the fast life
And I'm ready to go
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