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Turn it up (First) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (Tony said Frank wouldn't last) Jet Life, Jet Life Jet Life, Jet Life nigga, yeah (Eastside) Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet life (Now Frank's woman upstairs packing bags) Jet Life, Jet Life, nigga, yeah Da-da-da, da-da-da, yeah, yeah Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, yeah Jet Life, nigga, yeah Keep the demented Chevy, gon' switch up, bend it I'm smokin' weed in it, back a little bit, yeah Uh, fuck around and get killed for not lettin' me live Shit around me that real, my niggas is that trill You was lookin' for a plug, you ain't know That the man was right here, makin' squares disappear Magic man, you heard about the legendary three and a quarter length Furs in February always on point And it was never ready, I lit my joint and dipped in my Chevy '57, all stocks, hardtop, I throw switches on my drop Shawty said she don't fuck around with that help She want Spitta 'cause that nigga came in here and made a boss of himself I came through the set, paint wet, rims gold SongtexteLike a championship belt, she fucked up when she let me know how she felt Say you love me, well, baby girl, do somethin' for me Turn nothin' into somethin', keep your daddy stuntin' Bentley blueberry muffins, hopped out like a dragon puffin' Brung two shooters with me and my baddest woman Jet Life commandments Thou should not rest until I make my whole fam rich Fuck you take me for? Jet Life commandments Thou should not rest until I make my whole fam rich Fuck you take me for? Jet Life commandments Thou should not rest until I make my whole fam rich Fuck you take me for? (Take me for, take me for) No ham omelets, I'm on my conglomerate And them niggas are still asleep, rest in peace Close the box on those views from the top like Top of the mornin' in the black McLaren Ralph Lauren I'm wearin', heard his car collection was sick One day we're gon' have to compare 'em Bet you was starin', hypnotized by my diamonds glarin' Flarin' every color of the spectrum, drawin' under my section Miles to the flame, slow with the game She can't be blamed, this jetsetter When I met her I knew that I could send her Dealin' with a winner from the very beginning Let her drive my Rolls to dinner, then I fuck there in it I'm not content at all, dawg, I gotta ballin' addiction Always into somethin', always outside Always tryna get it to summer, I was throwin' provisions for winter Focused on livin' with millions and ballin', continue wishin' These niggas so envious, my brother want me sendin' hits And I knew one day that all this shit would be like this, my nigga Jet Life commandments Thou should not rest until I make my whole fam rich Fuck you take me for? Jet Life commandments Thou should not rest until I make my whole fam rich Fuck you take me for? Jet Life commandments Thou should not rest until I make my whole fam rich Fuck you take me for? (Take me for, take me for) No ham omelets, I'm on my conglomerate Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da Fuck they take me for? One of them niggas who forget the set when he blow? Yeah, fuck they take me for? One of them niggas who forget the set when he blow? Da-da-da, da-da-da Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da Eastside, on mine, just like every time Yup, I'm here Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da Fuck they take me for? One of them niggas who forget the set when he blow? Yeah, fuck they take me for? One of them niggas who forget the set when he blow? Da-da-da, da-da-da Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da Eastside, on mine, just like every time Yup, I'm here Aus Songtexte Mania