Like we always do at this time
I go for mine, I got to shine
(Now throw yo' hands up in the sky)
I g- go for mine, I got to shine
(Now throw yo' hands up in the sky)
I'ma get on this TV, mama, I'ma
I'ma put shit down
Ayy, (ayy), ayy, (ayy)
Ayy, (ayy), ayy...
Welcome to the good life,
where niggas that sell D
Won't even get pulled over in they new V
The good life, let's go on a livin' 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
(Now throw yo' hands up in the sky)
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
hate and watch the money pile..."
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine
(Now throw yo' hands up in the sky)
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine
(Now throw yo' hands up in the sky) Ayy
I'ma get on this TV, mama, I'ma
I'ma put shit down
Ayy, (ayy), ayy, (ayy)
Ayy, (ayy), ayy...
Welcome to the good life
Where we like the girls who ain't on TV
'Cause they got mo' ass than the models
The good life,
so keep it comin' with the bottles
'Cause she feel booze
like she bombed at Apollo
The good life, it feel like Houston
It feel like Philly, it feel like D.C.
It feel like VA or the Bay or Yay
Ayy, this is the good...
(Welcome to the good life)
Homie, tell me what's good
Why I only got a problem
when you in the hood
(Welcome to the good life)
Like I'm new in the hood
The only thing I wish, I wish a nigga would
(Welcome to the good life)
He probably think he could
But, but, I don't think he should
(Oh, welcome to the good life)
50 told me,
"Go 'head, switch the style up
And if they hate then let 'em hate
and watch the money pile up"
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine
(Now throw yo' hands up in the sky)
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine
(Now throw yo' hands up in the sky) Ayy
I'ma get on this TV, mama, I'ma
I'ma put shit down
Ayy, (ayy), ayy, (ayy)
Ayy, (ayy), ayy...
Have you ever popped champagne
on a plane, while gettin' some brain?
Whipped it out, she said,
"I never seen Snakes on a Plane"
Whether you broke or rich, you gotta get this
Havin' money's not everythin', not havin' it is
I was splurgin' on trips
But when I get my card back activated,
I'm back to Vegas
'Cause
I always had a passion for flashin'
Before I had it, I closed my eyes and imagined
It's the good life,
better than the life I lived
When I thought that I was gonna go crazy
And now my grandmama
Ain't the only girl callin' me baby
If you feelin' me now,
then put yo' hands up in the sky
And let me hear you say,
"Hey, hey" (Hey, hey, hey)
(Ooh) I'm good
