$ex

Lyrics

[Intro] Gon' take this one straight through [Verse 1] Bang, buck, buck, buck Load 'em up, lets hit 'em up She pop that pussy for me nigga Guaranteed I'm bound to fuck I got a group of nigga's, and they all about they business If you fuckin' wit' our paper, then they all turn to fuckin' killers We some nymphos for the money Only 'cause money is the closest thing to sex Roll 'em up and rep your set All the real bitches yellin', "I'm his bitch, I'm his bitch" The fakest nigga's reply, "You on his dick, you on his dick" Now, where do I begin? Called over my bitch, and she called over her friends They stayed here before, but they sayin' again Three ladies and him And we playin' to win I'm breakin' 'em in Yeah, double up, triple up, 2-3's on Leveled off that sour smoke, I blow it till it's gone They gon' smoke this weed, then they goin' home Fuck 'em, don't love 'em, want 'em, or put 'em on the throne 'Cause it's [Hook] Young Sex Life (x8) [Verse 2] Don't you ever, ever, ever fuck wit' nigga's from the Ville "The Ville," meaning Hooder NASA, he be the shooter Papi, he be the second If you ever talkin' reckless Disrespect us and you catch it I'll probably stay towards [?] I been out here on my own, since 2001 Think this is Level? Well, you haven't begun Purple bein' poured, and these bitches all for it If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, then you know I just ignore it Cause it's [Hook] Young Sex Life (x8) (Young Sex Life) (x8) [Verse 3] Summer time fresh Double cup, on my Polo LVL cargo, swingin' so low Nigga's that be hatin', those the ones we don't know If you don't know, my flow is the tempo As, legend would have it You can't make a bitch disappear without magic I do it wit' this money, when I'm done You could have her She hoppin' on the planes, callin' you the mornin' after You should've kept your game closed Chillin' wit' the same hoes Who be poppin' up and watchin' nigga's That's they main goal Smokin' out wit' me, but tellin' me 'bout all them rappers that she fuckin' wit' She won't make it past the night, 'cause I don't trust a bitch Cause it's [Hook] Young Sex Life (x8) [Verse 4] Pullin' up in Rubicon's, wit' the doors off Love rockin' Louboutin's, yeah she got 'em from her boss Nigga's dropped me from they team, that was they loss Thank God I built my own team, I was so smart And, ever since then, I been on a roll Got control of my soul and I'm blowin' hella smoke My mama got a crib, and I got one the same All 'cause of LVL, I'm bangin' Zebra Gang And [Hook] Young Sex Life (x8) Yeah It's Young Sex Life (x4) Yeah It's Young Sex Life (x4), nigga (Young Sex Life) (x8)