live the Fast life (Fast life) Fast life (Fast life) Ohh... Na Na Na She wants to live the Fast life (Fast life) Fast life (Fast life) Oh. oh. oh... [
' home within a half an hour like, whoa Frontin' like they had the manpower like, whoa More or less more or so, I'll rip your torso I live the fast life
blunt and just beg me to chill Ain't a player but my life is real all of the time So she went and copped a gun a 'lil smaller than mine That's a down
if you see me say what's up Lil rob can you rock the mic? All f**kin night, what kind of questions is that? Homeboy who the f**k you think I am Lil rob
foo's need to back the fuck up You know? Odale Sittin' at the bar just tippin' the glass Tryin' to slow down my life 'cause it's getting' too fast But
(Go for your's, I'm gonna go for mine) Leva, leva your gonna die (Cappin' the fools who makin' waste of time) [Lil' Rob] Lil' Rob comin' back to huantcha
ESE, cholo Orale holmes, this is Lil' Rob Comin' after you from San Diego, Southern Califas Mexican gangster yeah that's the name of the jam And it's
, if you see me say what's up Lil' Rob can you rock the mic? All fucking night What kind of question's that? Homeboy who the fuck you think I am? Lil' Rob
you for using MCI ESE, CHOLO! [Butt-head] heh heh he? Who? Damn't, for the last time There aren't any Mexicans here {hangs up phone} [Lil' Rob] It
] I always kick up dust but I always keep my shoes clean People say I'm too mean, what the hell do you mean? They say when I drop rolas Lil' Rob controla
Fresh. Slim, Baby. Hot Boys. Hot Boys in this bitch. Check it out. Turk: Niggas steady getting chopped Losin they life behind stupid shit Ain't that
this lil' four youngstas out Watch how they lay it down [Juvenile] Say baby, hand me the chopper, let me cuttin' loose Nigga talkin' crazy but lil'
Budden] L-Look, look... I'm still livin' life in the fast lane (oh!) Still plottin' on my big money scheme like he Wesley an' Woody thinkin' how ta' rob
