Lifestyles

[Verse 1] Desperado always drinkin' out the bottle Young hyena with the HK hollow point staple spray Turf tight soil block warrior from the avenue Mean muggin' like I'm mad at you Boiler make Baker's whiskey mixed in with my brew Celebratin' smoking Mendocino bud this is the lifestyle of a thug A hooligan a heathen wolverine everybody on my team got a triple beam Tossin' candy to the dope fiends Million dollar spot million dollar dreams Four or five different colored techa-marines Yellow diamonds and stones and two-way pager phones Plushed out SUV's smokin Leprechaun Flowers in the back seat watchin' Austin Powers with the windows up Lost tryin' to get where we gettin' Talking to the operator on my OnStar system [Chorus: x 2] This is the lifestyle that I choose We smoke tweed get ki'd all day and drink brews Which of these rap stars fart, shit, burp and get paper Spray myself with sucka repellent and shake haters [Verse 2] Every morning I got to have a nice fat joint and a hot bubble bath Wrapped in a Backwood or a Zig-Zag Eyes red like a broad on a rag My pants sag down past my waistline with the vive When I leave the coffee table got my nine by my spine Funkin' like its goin' out of style Mo' beef than a cow speakin ebonics Evonics and broken English from Venus Intelligent hoodlums and geniuses From the inner city Al Capones and Frank Nittys From the ruler to the tutor hubba heada shoota In the back for a hubble rock or crack [Chorus: x 2] [Verse 3] See uh I just look like this but I'm really about my scratch See what it is I want the po-pos to think that I'm just as square as a box of apple jacks I shoot craps drive GMC --- Lifestyles - E-40