La Vida Loca

Lyrics

[Intro: Neako] Yeah You should already know what it is Yeah [Verse 1: Neako] Always felt I was the nigga, I just never knew Tell that bitch to get a nigga with some revenue Wit' my bitch bendin' corners in a Pepsi blue, Camaro nigga Who the fuck are you? Cat got your tongue, nigga don't hold your breath Unless you smokin' kill and you feel it in your chest Feel I'm the best? I agree wit' you bro I agree wit' you girl, come and fuck wit' the world [Hook: Neako & Bonnie Blunts] L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell [Verse 2: Neako] Over in France I hear they say that your boy is the coldest I never been and still felt so the love was unnoticed I see it now more than ever, we growin' in soldiers And bad bitches who keep weed, and they know how to roll it Pardon my motions, but I been sippin' on potion And smokin' some shit that's makin' it harder to focus Hermes leather goods, they just do me no justice I'm just wasting my money, I just buy 'em for nothin' I sag anyway, so really I buy 'em for stuntin' I copped a condo for the most valuable woman And put her up, and now she good, retired and chillin' When you quiet, I'm killin' When you tired I'm willin' My mother want a grandchild, she cryin' for children I get rid of 'em every night inside condoms, I fill 'em On the top of these buildin's, chillin' with models and women Below is my whip and, and valee the attendants go get it [Hook: Neako & Bonnie Blunts] L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell Yeah [Verse 3: Neako] It's funny how nigga's act They don't get involved wit' this rap shit Unless you came up, and you know the survival tactics I'm way too real to be chillin' wit' all these rappers That be fuckin' all these bitches, who tellin' me all they actions In a hotel suite, I'm fuckin' her and she laughin', screamin' "This is so amazing," the feeling was so classic All these scrimmage game nigga's, I use them for target practice You ain't like me if you think that, you thinkin' backwards I swear to god my father heard me on the radio He dead now, but he took that up, wit' his soul I shut his eyes and got right back to getting money No time for cryin', time to fuck 'em till they love me That was 2 years ago and now you motherfucka's love me I gave her room keys now she up there waitin' for me She waitin' up cause she know it's goin' down She know the deal, straight kill, what you know about? [Outro: Neako & Bonnie Blunts] L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell L-V-L-Y-S-L, go 'head, yell