Lifestyle

Lyrics

Rollin' a brand new Bentley drop-top Live at the city's best address Look like I stepped straight out of a magazine High fashion at its best I'm on the Fortune Top 500 Playing the game, girl, with success So much money, had to get my own armored car And it's got my name on it I've got everything that a man could want But I m lonely I must confess I went out lookin' for a little bit of company That's when I saw this dime storin' at me She saw herself in my hall of fame Thinkin' her life would never be the some Private jets and trips to Vegas She fell in love with my lifestyle Lifestyle Lifestyle She was feelin' me But she fell in love with my lifestyle Lifestyle Lifestyle And she wants it Jumped in my ride, 'bout to take her home She looked a mess so I called Jerome (Yes, Morris?) Would you get this girl a new dress (Fa sho) I don't wanna see nothing but sexiness (Got it) Ain't no preparing for what she's 'bout to see When she stepped up in the crib with me she said, Daddy (Ooh, you only got the best) And in the foyer she started to undress And she did everything that a man could want And I liked it, I must confess So when I'm looking for a little bit of company I might call you, baby (Would you, please) She saw herself in my hall of fame Thinkin' her life would never be the some Takin' lavish trips all around the world While doin' me, ha ha She fell in love with my lifestyle Lifestyle Lifestyle She was feelin' me But she fell in love with my lifestyle Lifestyle Lifestyle And she wanted it We just met yesterday And today you're sayin' you're in love Is it me, the money, or the sex That you think you're catchin' feelings for All that you dream and more That's what you come here for To live the lifestyle of the rich and famous Girl, if you're after it You better pray for the lifestyle And may the gods be with you 'Cause you ain't gettin' mine Oh, she was feelin' me 'Cause she love my Bentley drop-top coupe And she loved the way my stairway swooped at the crib She loved the waterfall in the backyard She want the shopping spree with my credit cord Black, that is She fell in love with my lifestyle All the material things a man could ever hove I could give her Baby, you diggin' for my gold And she wants it Go on, get it, girl