Mann - Bout That Life lyrics

[Mann] I am really about that life, jeaah! Them fourteen hour trips, I know about that flight, yeah Ask the promoter, tell em about that price and When I get that envelope I make em count that twice, ahh (Come Better Again) That's just the West LA in me (west) Get the cake, twenty-four A, seven days a week Only way to play me: Is MTV and MP3! Rep that birthdaygang, B.D.M.C.G Ho-ho-hold up, hold up They could never control us Birthday model, let's hit the bottle until you throw up, jap Young, wild, reckless, I never wanna grow up Living the way they show us So these hoes getting no love Hold up, hold up I am about to hit the stow up (which you about to go get?) Star Person in Arizona Switches up some paper It is some, so we can roll up It is all the same story, coming from California! I told Nic Nac to pimp slap This track, he digg that Lil n***a, big swag That chick, big a** b**h bad, I'm with that If not, slim chance These are always "slim fast", lil plans, make-up Young fly, caked up Fool, I'm M A dubb Get paid, hell a much, to step foot in a club Say "what", I am just a G, who likes Luxury So come f** with me, ahh