Livin My Life Gillie Da Kid (Ft. Freeway)

[Intro: Gillie Da Kid]

Yeah, PC Beats
This right here is a motion picture
(Get to the movie early)
This is only for high definition (Ace McCloud)
Everybody report to the dance floor right now (that’s right)
Hey Freeway I see ya boy (I’m here GD)
Let’s get get get it

[Hook: Gillie da Kid] x2

One, two, three four five
All my people keep your hands up high (hands up)
Ain’t no question on how we ride (we ride)
You wonder why them boys so fly (fly)
Is it my whip, is it my ice, is it my kicks, is it my wife, is it my cribs
I don’t really know homie but this is my life
Just living my life

[Verse 1: Gillie Da Kid]

Welcome to Philly, around here everybody’s Gillie Gillie Gillie
Crazy, maybe they should label me as Philly’s Baby
No records sold but they love me like I’m Jay-Z (Hov)
Put your hands up high
I buy whips you niggas just test drive
Every time I pass they be flashing their eyes
‘Cause they know I keep a dime in my passenger’s side
Face so pretty, lip gloss popping
Take a second before you notice her tits and her thighs
Gillie like the energizer bunny, keep going keep going
Aw man I don’t (?) them ayyy
I know nothing, I know I know this, that I’m leaving with her little mami so thick
Hard to focus with all this patron
You in those tight jeans the those Giuseppe's on