[Intro]
And I wanna show you how you all look like beautiful stars tonight
Oh he sounding good!
[Hook: Kanye West & (Rick Ross)]
They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
Well we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they gon' be bangin' this shit
For the rest of our lives, so live fast (live fast)
And die young (die young), live fast (live fast)
And die young (die young), live fast, and die young
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Livin' fast, now it's all linen rags
Hard-headed, but my top peelin' back
Tinted glass on my '57, nigga wit' a attitude (Me)
Young and radical, methods are mathematical
Let my convertible marinate on the avenue
Mami, that's half a million, I'm livin' la vida rapido
Die young, but fuck it, we flew first class
Turned you to a rich bitch by your first glass
Up in this bitch and we lit up like a screen
Every time we hit the charts, niggas shoot up like a fiend
Stuntin' like we printin' money with machines
What you see me wavin', Vacheron Constantine
Like Mike, my Spikes stay all white
Twenty-four karat gold, eighty carats worth of ice
Ice insured, fuck life insurance
I live for the moment, and put a bullet on that (Bawse)
Got the club rockin' like a fuckin' boat
I'm the pirate on this ship, all you mates got to go
Good party over here, everybody over here
You know the word travel fast, everybody know we here
All the bottles over here, even spread it over there
All the models over here, but they swallow everywhere
She came to party like it's 1999
If she died on my dick, she would live through my rhymes
And I wanna show you how you all look like beautiful stars tonight
Oh he sounding good!
[Hook: Kanye West & (Rick Ross)]
They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
Well we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they gon' be bangin' this shit
For the rest of our lives, so live fast (live fast)
And die young (die young), live fast (live fast)
And die young (die young), live fast, and die young
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Livin' fast, now it's all linen rags
Hard-headed, but my top peelin' back
Tinted glass on my '57, nigga wit' a attitude (Me)
Young and radical, methods are mathematical
Let my convertible marinate on the avenue
Mami, that's half a million, I'm livin' la vida rapido
Die young, but fuck it, we flew first class
Turned you to a rich bitch by your first glass
Up in this bitch and we lit up like a screen
Every time we hit the charts, niggas shoot up like a fiend
Stuntin' like we printin' money with machines
What you see me wavin', Vacheron Constantine
Like Mike, my Spikes stay all white
Twenty-four karat gold, eighty carats worth of ice
Ice insured, fuck life insurance
I live for the moment, and put a bullet on that (Bawse)
Got the club rockin' like a fuckin' boat
I'm the pirate on this ship, all you mates got to go
Good party over here, everybody over here
You know the word travel fast, everybody know we here
All the bottles over here, even spread it over there
All the models over here, but they swallow everywhere
She came to party like it's 1999
If she died on my dick, she would live through my rhymes
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