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Salt-N-Pepa - Good Life lyrics
Intro: Ooh, yeah, SNP livin' the good life Can you pace platinum and gold Lexus, drop top, gold Big houses, crazy dough Mad lucci, crazy Gucci Knowin' Lawton Let's get it on I'm livin' a good life No more showin' inside, ooh I'm livin' a good life I'm livin' the good life A good life, a new life [Repeat] Deidra "Spinderella" Roper: Crispy currency is my smell And the body's packed well Can't you tell, Spinderella got new clientele Well I'm livin' swell, or should I say swollen I eats gourmet, and it slides easy through my throat And when I'm rollin', cruisin' in whatever car that I be usin' Passin', knowin' who's Always winnin' and never losin' now (Who rocks the best) Yo, it doesn't matter, cuz I live a little phatter No concern about the chit-chatter Once I heard the pitter-patter, I had to blow so You know what happened, reach and grab for all the dough, yeah Livin' good like a Nubian Queen should Just put it on the bill cuz it's all good Chorus: Good life, whoa whoa (I'm livin' the life, oh yeah, yeah) I'm livin' the good life No more wastin' my time It's the good life, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) I'm livin' the good life (I'm livin' the life) Yes, I made up my mind (Made up my mind, yeah, yeah) Sandra "Pepa" Denton: Credit to the hills, pimpin', loungin' by the pool And I love the way it feel, of course, I keep it real Garcon, come here yo, I'm kinda parched I want a big Blue Hawaii and easy on the liquor part Plus an entree, forget about the buffet Don't feel like walking, these dogs are barking Spend all of day shopping and I stopping to relax My credit cards are maxxed and I wonder what's the tax On 60K, call my accountant cuz I want to know today But Lou that never played 'em in the black, baby Schedule bounce is a moonlight cream like Columbia to Texas Chorus Cheryl "Salt" James: He runs smooth, ooh, I'm in a groove Movin' in my land cruise cuz my Lexus caught a flat So had to take it back Gold and platinum albums bought me gold and platinum credit cards I work hard, and now I'm livin' large, caviar, fast cars Living lavishly, this has to be a dream Then again I think not, I bust my ass to get the cream-team My royalties exceed, brought me on my knees, please Anything I want, anytime, anywhere I be I know my C's will keep a-reelin' if I feel like skippin' town No need to hang around another place we're pavin' out We're climbing stars, we're gettin' into cars And mixed drinks and live on bars Chauffeur, once around the lot, Rodeo Drive is where I shop Chorus (2x) |
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