[Verse 1:] 
Got the red dogs trippin' and these niggaz still snitchin
The old lady across the street still bitchin
It's 3 in the mornin take your old ass to sleep
The third time she's called the police this week
Lookin' at my Franck Muller, it's about that time
Your folks just left so I'm on my grind
Said you wanna two-fifty cause you need that nine
I want that bread but I don't need that dime
Charger fresh out the shop with that suicide doors
Swear I died and came back alive
With 22 inches all under the frame
Keep my pocket full of bread, you niggaz know the name

[Chorus:] 
Jeezy like to drink 
Jeezy like to smoke 
Jeezy like to mix arm and hammer with his coke 
Jeezy at the trap 
Jeezy like to grind 
Jeezy bout his paper 
Cuz Jeezy like to shine 

[Verse 2:] 
Sold those squares yeah I cooked them o's 
Guilty as charged yeah I rock them shows 
I can't even lie yeah i fucked them hoes 
Trapped all day spent it all on clothes 
Shop all day till the mall is clothed 
Come back to the trap get my pockets swoll 
Fruitopia, smoke blueberry 
Mix it with the purp, we call it cranberry 
The Bin Laden clips yeah they came with the chopper 
Got a slick mouth I hope you came with a doctor 
The boy stacks cheese like it came with the whopper 
Stay fly like I came in a chopper 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3:] 
Ain't shit shakin but the leaves in the trees 
Between me and you I got a deal on the ki's 
Six in one run, laid a mil on the trees 
Hit the broad every night, keep a plug on the white 
Mr. 17-5, you niggaz know the name 
Why y'all playin y'all know it ain't a game 
This is me motherfucker, why would I ever change 
120 carats, you niggaz see the chain 
I'm a bathing ape fanatic 
Red monkey junkie 
Glass pots on the stove got the kitchen smellin funky 
Sold a million records but I still flip them blocks 
On the TV every day but I'm still pop them glocks 

[Chorus] 

[Hook:] 
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor 
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more 
And I love it 
And I love it 
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show 
Parked out side and its sittin on vogues 
And love it 
And love it 

Once again it's on 
I'm back in the motherfucking booth 
These niggas still lying 
I'm the motherfucking truth 
I don't believe I need some more fucking proof 
I ain't want the four door I copped the motherfucking coupe 
They tryin be me, I'm just tryin be G 
And everything comes to em like you'll see 
These niggas in the dark baby ill just shine 
I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme 
Check your watch nigga it's my time 
Mind made up I was on my grind (that's right)
So pay attention yea you on my time
In that Case time waits for no man
Do it again I done done it before man
MOE you ain't part of the program
Or maybe you niggas ain't listening
Open your eyes I'm a blessing in disguise

[Hook:] 
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor 
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more 
And I love it 
And I love it 
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my shows 
Parked out said and its sittin on vogues 
And love it 
And love it 

Yea I blow up, but they ain't like that 
They switched up on me, and I ain't like that 
Sold my first brick, Yea I came right back 
Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now 
And I never turn back so motherfuck that 
Life is on the ground got my head to the sky 
Smoked all day lord knows I stay high 
Stay on top, lord knows I'm gonna try 
A mill for the moment lord knows I'm gonna die 
And when I get to hell lord knows I'm gonna fry 
Woke up this morning so I'm still alive 
Thirty six Os I sold them all for Five 
(Count it) 

[Hook:] 
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor 
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more 
And I love it 
And I love it 
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show 
Parked out said and its sittin on vogues 
And love it 
And love it 

Been around the world it's the same ol caine 
Been around the world it's the same ol thang (Dro) 
All the real niggas either dead or in jail 
And if you're looking for me homie I'm in the ATL 
You Gotta play it how it go you can't cheat on life 
Ya better drink a red bull you can't sleep on life 
I ain't tryna do you I'm just tryna do me 
Last album did two I'm just tryna do three 
Fresh out the block yea the work was hard 
Ride with the top down so I'm closer to god 
My PO telling me I need a nine to five 
But I already got a job and that's stayin alive 

[Hook:] 
We count 100s on the table 20s on the floor 
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more 
And I love it 
And I love it 
I got gangstas in the crowd bad bitches at my show 
Parked out said and its sittin on vogues 
And love it 
And love it 

Ride till I die 
Lord knows I stay high 
And I live it 
And I live it 

Ride till I die 
Lord knows I stay high 
And I live it 
And I live it 

Ride till I die 
Lord knows I stay high 
And I live it 
And I live it

[Chorus:] 
You Kno We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea) 
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey) 
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea) 

[Verse 1: Jeezy] 
In The Immediate State They Callin Me Will Smith Gotta Thing On Ma Side U Can Call Dat Jada 
The Boys Talkin Down Yea We Call Em Hatas Im Ballin Right Now So Well Get Back To Dat Lata 
Be The First To Admit Am Alcoholic Only Blow Dat Good Shit Yea Dat Whatchamacallit 
Catch Me Posted On Da Block In Sumthin Exotic '07 
Yea Da Same Color Hypnotiq On The Outside Lookin And I Want In My Homie Did The Same Thang And He Got 10 
Jus Took A Loss Still Tryin 2 Win Nd U Tryin 2 Get Back So Wut U Tryin To Spend 

[Chorus:] 
You Kno We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea) 
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey) 
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea) 

[Verse 2: Jeezy] 
We Live Life On Da Edge Like Theres No Tomorrow They Grind Hard Like Theres No Today 
They Do The Same Shit Like Its Yesterday The Game Never Stop So Whos Next To Play? 
Against All Odds U Can Place Ur Bets Yea Im Jus Gettin Started So I Aint Done Yet (Naw)
Risk It All You Can Lose Ur Life Wut Else Can I Say Dats A Hell Of A Price (Dayumm)
I Dont Under Cuz I Overstand No Time For Mistakes So Im Overplayin
Im In Da Club Like Wut? 4 5 Wit Me And Ima Stay Thuggin Till Da Feds Come Get Me

[Chorus:]
You Kno We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea) 

[Verse: R.Kelly] 
Hey Hey This Is How We Play When We Roll Up To Da Club High Sittin On 20 Treys 
Hop Out Like We Fabolous Top Models Grabbin Us They Luv Dem Go Gettas Only In America 
Put D On Chicks Like Wallace Turn Em 
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Thinkin They Can Have All Dis Cant Deny It When U C Da Wheels Spinnin 
Boy Kells Out Da Coupe In Miami White Linen Chips Big Spendin Walk Out Da Club Witha Shitloada Women 
Soon As I C One I Like Ima Go Get (Oo) Ima Get It Cuz Ima Go Getta 

[Chorus:] 
You Kno We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea) 
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey) 
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)