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Welcome to the good life
Tuesday, June 1, 2010, 9:56 AM

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Hyde N Seek

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Chocolate Ribs

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Wagyu Burger Horror

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Let's go on a living' spree
Shit they say the best things in life are free
The good life, it feel like Atlanta
It feel like L.A., it feel like Miami
It feel like N.Y., summertime Chi, ah
So I roll through good
Y'all pop the trunk, I pop the hood, Ferrari
And she got the goods
And she got that ass, I got to look, sorry
Yo it's got to be cause I'm seasoned
Haters give me them salty looks, Lawry's
50 told me go 'head switch the style up
And if they hate then let 'em hate
And watch the money pile up, the good life

Chill Chill Chill during study leave
oh sssshhhiiittt i just spent 200 dollars in 2 nights.