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Kelly Rowland( Kelendria Trene Rowland )
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Street Life
[Intro] Ooh, lets go my baby daddy Pulling up like aye girl lets go Ooh, see I ain't pushing that Caddy We never leaving this place
Um, it's so throwed go (so throwed) So throwed (so throwed) So throwed
Ooh, the hood ain't ready It's the mentality of hate
[Chorus] Coming from the street life we know it's letting go We like to go to school for education But the street life we know don't write no notes It's like parole with the time we're facing
[Bridge] Ain't nobody gon help Tryna survive themselves Easy pops me the pill The name of the game is money
[Hook] The newspaper call it street life The recession eat me alive Tryna get where the breeze is nice So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to the money Including me
[Verse] Ooh, my best friend named Abby Be up in and leave like waiter XO Ooh, and she be rolling that fatty And puffing long as it takes
Yeah, 'cause life is so cold (so cold) So cold (so cold) And he's foes go
You're the truth is her mind ain't ready For what she got the next day
[Chorus] Coming from the street life we know it's letting go We like to go to school for education But the street life we know don't write no notes It's like parole with the time we're facing
[Bridge] Ain't nobody gon help Tryna survive themselves Easy pops me the pill Mama didn't raise no dummy
[Hook] Headline reads the street life The recession eats me alive Tryna get where the breeze is nice So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to the money (We just tryna get to the money)
[Verse: Pusha T] This for my niggas with them full baby mamas Ceiling full of commas Saving your receipts because she never keep a promise This presidential Rollie don't make me Obama So don't judge me by my jewelry please your honor The persona of this dope dealing summertime Top dropper wintertime Fool ain't fox rocker Wooh! What it be like? It's just King Pusha and Kelly roll, giving you the street life Brap!
[Chorus] Coming from the street life we know it's letting go We like to go to school for education But the street life we know don't write no notes It's like parole with the time we're facing
[Bridge] Ain't nobody gon help Tryna survive themselves Easy pops me the pill Now the big shit fell here, funny
[Hook] Tell Obama about the street life The recession eat me alive Tryna get where the breeze is nice So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to the money Including me Yeah, yeah, yeah,
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