Lyrics

[Chorus: Jae Millz] We livin' the life, you livin' a lie I'm fresh from head to toe, diamonds swingin' side-to-side Greenbacks in our pockets, dark tints on our eyes And hell yeah, we stuntin', you ain't gotta ask why 'Cause all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly) And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly) And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly) And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly) [Verse 1: Jae Millz] Ayo, maybe it's my demeanor That got these hatin' niggas all ready to tеam up So they can stop my dough But you know you can't stop my flow And it take more than onе broke mic to stop my show The chicks say Millz you cutie So even if I was a extra I'd still be the star of the movie Who you know play the tinted out Louis Butter-soft leather-swag sag on the Nudies I'm so Harlem but so international I'm always late but fashionable, your boys' so swaggerful Gotta respect it, you gotta love it Even copywrited my walk so haters can't dub it Fam I ain't wailin', the wages throws the club on us Call me Mr. Rose like I'm related to Gillian And when we leave the spot the round-backs is tailin' Talked a nun into a threesome, now that's persuasion [Chorus: Jae Millz] We livin' the life, you livin' a lie I'm fresh from head to toe, diamonds swingin' side-to-side Greenbacks in our pockets, dark tints on our eyes And hell yeah, we stuntin', you ain't gotta ask why 'Cause all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly) And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly) And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly) And all we do is (Get money, spend money, stay fly) [Verse 2: Remy Ma] I gets money, spends money, stay fly Got these chicks dyein' the front of they hair blonde And there ain't no bitch that matter but Remy Ma Got these haters so sick 'cause I'm the Queen of NY See all I do is pull up in the 650Ci Kicks new, jeans blue, white tee, see I Got all my old-school, old jewels, that be I With the rainbow stones like I kissed the sky See all I do is smack bitches, fuck niggas, write rhymes Do shows, pop toast, puff piffs, stay fly Step on stage, Louis on my ass, Coogi on my eyes Dudes run my shit and you don't gotta ask why I'm gonna tell the truth, you livin' a lie I live in a penthouse, you still live in the Sty I be gettin' mad cakes, you be gettin' the pies Treat these hoes like coke yeah I'm givin' you lines, it's Rem! [Chorus: Jae Millz & (Remy Ma)] We livin' the life, you livin' a lie I'm fresh from head to toe, diamonds swingin' side-to-side Greenbacks in our pockets, dark tints on our eyes And hell yeah, we stuntin', you ain't gotta ask why ('Cause all we do is) Get money, spend money, stay fly (And all we do is) Get money, spend money, stay fly (Yeah all we do is) Get money, spend money, stay fly (You know all we do is) Get money, spend money, stay fly