Self Made 3 all rights reserved to owner's no intention to copyrights lyrics RICK ROSS Bout That Life Lyrics (ft. Diddy, Meek Mill & French Montana) [Intro] [Hook: Meek Mill & French Montana] These pussy ass niggas ain't about that life Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (you ain't bout that life) Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (you ain't bout that life) Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (you ain't bout that life) Ain't bout that life, ain't bout that life (you ain't bout that life) [Verse 1: French Montana] That nigga right there, that nigga right there Look at that nigga right there That bitch right there, that bitch right there Look at that bitch right there You ain't bout that life, you ain't bout that Got price tags you ain't bout that That bitch you love we popped that That shit you talk you ain't bout that Don't get caught in that traffic Niggas ain't bout that action You can keep your chain My niggas don't want that plastic Niggas keep talkin' bout they got mill Niggas keep talkin' bout they got wheels Niggas keep talkin bout they got skill He alright, he not real Got a little flow that's cool with me Got a little dough that's cool with me Got a little watch, little jewelry Them Self Made niggas, Volume 3 That work get through like woo Shorty got that Ric Flair pussy like woo! [Hook] [Verse 2: Diddy] Man these pussy niggas ain't bout that life, naw And this shit they talkin' I got that twice Bitch I'm Diddy ho fuck your advice I said bitch I'm Diddy ho fuck your life Shut your mouth when you in the presence of kings I ball like LeBron but I got a couple more rings I got love for all my hatin' niggas I heard you said some things [ From: http://www.elyrics.net ] You bitch niggas need love too I might take you under my wing [Verse 3: Rick Ross] God's expensive, jacket .. But they know I had crack a nigga Shots fired dont ask a nigga Next got killed by a rappin' nigga .... I'm Michael Corleone Scarface bitch got it goin' on One time for all the feds watchin' Get inside tips when your money long Got big, my plans bigger I'm a die tryna squeeze my damn trigger Niggas hate when you touch that 50 m Victory white, I got five of them Pull up around the corner with shiny rims Smiling like a nigga when he got a deal Dying, always on my mind for real Empire, always want a deal [Hook] [Verse 4: Meek Mill] Who you with? numerous shots from the fo fo Young nigga in the low low Jumpin' out the thing with a little bad bitch like yolo Fuck for this time ain't no true In the hood where there ain't no hope Now everybody ridin' in there like soap Everybody get to rappin' when there ain't no coke Where the money nigga Cop 44 where I live at Probably get the whole load if you get it back Fish scale when snapped rented rack Little nigga you ain't stuntin' give that rental back I like fast cars fast broads and my last car was like a Nascar It go vroom vroom Skrr, skrr before I blast off She go up and down like NASA Bike life on your bitch nigga Pop a wheelie all in that pussy She switchin' gears on this dick nigga Still young represent rich nigga Yellow diamonds like piss nigga stones they glistening .... Lyrics from http://www.elyrics.net

• published: 18 Sep 2013
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