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We Livin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Diggs Giovanni
Language: English
Length: 3:42
Written by: Kaseem Warner




Diggs Giovanni - We Livin' Lyrics
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Oh if i should die tonight
Oh baby, it would be far before my time
I wont die blue, sugar yeah
Cause i've known you
Yeah my nigga Greek just came home motherf*cker we out
75 South
More models gold room match the gold bottles
We ain't never chasing that clout only that bag shit slow surviving that drought
I dont give a f*ck I brag
Gotta learn to live with regrets that's a reasonable doubt
Roll up blowing that gas homie I vouch
For this og stamped certified by the ogs hoes coming over in heels
Rick James shit f*ck yo couch nigga
Hoe open up your blouse show me them titties
My city hold the torch ms liberty flame on u bang on
You niggas disrespect my city thats what we about
Roll up
Yeh homie that sour rest in peace to the twin towers
I was in a threesome when the planes hit told my main bitch
Grab the raw and take my dick out your mouth
And roll up yeh
Mami that haze they be saying these the last days
If so invest in some buildings leave the rest to my children
We be smoking kush at the Jesus cookout
Marvin just talk to em
Yeh on may 26th Brenda Warner had her first born son
Afro wit a gun
Coke scene dope feigns birthed kaseem
She ain't never lose we won
Banging that g even though daddy on the run
I was on sobe wit B like hovie and b
On tour stay on the run hold up
There go them opps 41 41 shots banging at banging at cops for diallo
Sold dreams 8 blocks from Apollo nigga f*ck the police hold up
Nigga all I want is that bag that's my 3rd eye after that f*cking your bitch
I don't give a f*ck i brag I'm from NY she was high sucking my dick
Roll up nigga blue dream
She be on beans
Rolling down a lonely high way I be looking for that bread twin ninas
Start singing jagged edge here's a halo for your head
Throw up yeh 60k blow it at phipps
Rollin 60's nigga that's Nip
Roll a 7 nigha that's Kap
Take a knee nigga u black hold the fist up like the pistol then blat
Blow the 44 like Reggie nigga never blowing that Reggie
Blow the 44 like Hank blow the f*ckin dro or that dank
Nigga pour some mo of that drank
Pour up nigga that's henny
Took the hardaway like penny
Took the hardaway like derez
My bitch pussy like white man jump young rosie perez
Roll up drip
Good vibes and good times
James evans no half stepping
I dont know if there's hell or heaven but today I'm winning
Pop the bottles we living we living we living
She be smelling like pink chanel
Pink bottles and thc
Bk chi atl
Houston Cali then Dc
She living she living she living
Marvin just talk to em
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Oh if i should die tonight
Oh baby, it would be far before my time
I wont die blue, sugar yeah
Cause i've known you
Yeah my nigga Greek just came home motherf*cker we out
75 South
More models gold room match the gold bottles
We ain't never chasing that clout only that bag shit slow surviving that drought
I dont give a f*ck I brag
Gotta learn to live with regrets that's a reasonable doubt
Roll up blowing that gas homie I vouch
For this og stamped certified by the ogs hoes coming over in heels
Rick James shit f*ck yo couch nigga
Hoe open up your blouse show me them titties
My city hold the torch ms liberty flame on u bang on
You niggas disrespect my city thats what we about
Roll up
Yeh homie that sour rest in peace to the twin towers
I was in a threesome when the planes hit told my main bitch
Grab the raw and take my dick out your mouth
And roll up yeh
Mami that haze they be saying these the last days
If so invest in some buildings leave the rest to my children
We be smoking kush at the Jesus cookout
Marvin just talk to em
Yeh on may 26th Brenda Warner had her first born son
Afro wit a gun
Coke scene dope feigns birthed kaseem
She ain't never lose we won
Banging that g even though daddy on the run
I was on sobe wit B like hovie and b
On tour stay on the run hold up
There go them opps 41 41 shots banging at banging at cops for diallo
Sold dreams 8 blocks from Apollo nigga f*ck the police hold up
Nigga all I want is that bag that's my 3rd eye after that f*cking your bitch
I don't give a f*ck i brag I'm from NY she was high sucking my dick
Roll up nigga blue dream
She be on beans
Rolling down a lonely high way I be looking for that bread twin ninas
Start singing jagged edge here's a halo for your head
Throw up yeh 60k blow it at phipps
Rollin 60's nigga that's Nip
Roll a 7 nigha that's Kap
Take a knee nigga u black hold the fist up like the pistol then blat
Blow the 44 like Reggie nigga never blowing that Reggie
Blow the 44 like Hank blow the f*ckin dro or that dank
Nigga pour some mo of that drank
Pour up nigga that's henny
Took the hardaway like penny
Took the hardaway like derez
My bitch pussy like white man jump young rosie perez
Roll up drip
Good vibes and good times
James evans no half stepping
I dont know if there's hell or heaven but today I'm winning
Pop the bottles we living we living we living
She be smelling like pink chanel
Pink bottles and thc
Bk chi atl
Houston Cali then Dc
She living she living she living
Marvin just talk to em
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Writer: Kaseem Warner
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