Keisha Smith - Life Jacket lyrics

Chorus: Woe is me/ I can't get my bread up when it's so easy/ I can't keep my head above the stormy seas/ All I need/ Someone to look out for me Toss me. (A life jacket) 4X [Verse 1: Suga Free] Ain't it so sweet, how I emerge Making richy glitzy bourgeois people Come party with us, kick it and splurge So I'ma [Suga Free] and keep me a life jacket on Take the bitter with the sweet And keep my hookers in the street And keep [Suga Free] oh yeah I'm on my way up to glory with this one this time dammit Because I heard there's more there [Suga Free] This can only be done by us Now beg this pardon for me Turn it up one good time and get the money [Suga Free] Oh my God, I'm Quik like [Quik: 'You love California for the gold, right?'] Nah, the broads [Suga Free] b**h, the sh** I told you not to do today applies for every day, ho Get it straight [Suga Free] sh**, did you f** me? [Quik: What?] You mean, you stayed home, b**h Because your dog had puppies? [Suga Free] Yeah, after I get off ho, take that Long Beach out, then sunset Come back home and get my neck wet Chorus: Woe is me/ I can't get my bread up when it's so easy/ I can't keep my head above the stormy seas/ All I need/ Someone to look out for me Toss me. (A life jacket) 4X [Verse 2: Dj Quik] I'm in a Chevy, with the top dropped I parked both Benzes, but neither's in the shop I'm on my third Rolex, but show me what's next And I bet I'll do get it, do it, done it Dag gone it, I'm a mess And when I play this guitar It's goin' make my dick hard Something like the Scarecrow Michael Jackson f** the Wizard I should have gone ? Bipolar is Julliard Either extreme, I'll k** you motherf**ckers, on the schoolyard Checks off, in bound Watch the Quiksta get down I hate a hacker, Hacker players need to go back Sit down Cuz if you ain't with the now That makes you way back when And you can keep all of that retro-dated action Now get up on my time zone Quit workin' with limestones Switch that sh** for marble and granite Produced Whitney and Janet Oh you can't Nobody else on this planet It's just me, I'm a plant And I'm so dope, you can't handle it I rhyme, and you ramblin' I rhyme and you ramblin' Chorus: Woe is me/ I can't get my bread up when it's so easy/ I can't keep my head above the stormy seas/ All I need/ Someone to look out for me Toss me. (A life jacket) 4X [Verse 3: Dom Kennedy] Yeah, tryna burn somethin' Buy a lot of books these days Tryna learn somethin' Cars that ain't got no miles You know my style See me and be like 'wow' She so aroused Had to let the windows down You know the crown The all black White Sox hat It's goin' down Take a ni**a shoppin' or somethin' Don't be frontin' Told everybody we datin', no we wasn't We was just havin' some fun, then you tripped Talkin' that relationship sh** Then I dipped Went to the studio, quick, Got with Quik Told him 'let me get a 16', made a hit The O.P.M. money, legit, keep countin' Last time I made ten records off three ounces I'ma need a house with a view and three fountains Just a little something for my n***as to keep bouncin' Uh, cuz we don't dance much I still sag and pull my pants up Aye, ya'll should start doin' stand up You sold records, pull them scans up Aye, said my n***as pull them vans up Aye, now you n***as understand us Yeah, Dj Quik hooked the jam up Sound like he hooked the band up Suga Free I'm a fan bruh Aye, this finna f** the land up Uh Cuz it'll neva stop Your style is like lemonade, it'll neva pop Everytime you on TV, I don't neva watch I'm the one who created the game, I can neva flop Rest in Peace to Etta James, she's in a better spot This summer I'm making fur and wearing leather hot Dj Quik, you're the greatest