I Love It - Busta Rhymes, Young Jeezy

Ride till I die, Lord knows i stay high and I love it, and I love it Let’s go!

We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show

Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo’s

And I love it (yeah!), and I love it Once again it’s on, I’m back in the mu’fuckin booth

These niggas still lying, I’m the mu’fuckin truth (GYEAH!)

I don’t believe em, I need to see mu’fuckin proof

I ain’t want the four door, I copped the mu’fuckin coupe (HAHA!)

They tryin be me, I’m just tryin be G And everything comes to da light you’ll see

These niggas in the dark baby I just shine (SHINE)

I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme (YEEEEEAHHHH!)

Check your watch, nigga it’s my time (HEY!)

Mind made up I was on my grind (THAT'S RIGHT!))

So pay attention yea you on my time

In that case time waits for no man

Do it again I done that before man (GYEAH!)

M.O.E., you ain’t part of the program

Or maybe you niggaz ain’t listening

Open your eyes I’m a blessing in disguise

We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show

Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo’s

And I love it (yeah!), and I love it Yea I blew up, but they ain’t like that

They switched up on me, and I ain’t like that

Sold my first brick, yea, I came right back

Fast forward the tape, nigga look at me now

And I never turn back, so motherfuck that

Nike’s on the ground got my head to the sky

Smoked all day, Lord knows I stay high

Stay on top, Lord knows I’m gon’try

And live for the moment, Lord knows I’m gon’die

And when I get to hell, Lord knows I’m gon’fry

Woke up this morning so I’m still alive

36 O’s I sold them all for five

We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show

Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo’s

And I love it (yeah!), and I love it Been around the world, it’s the same ol’caine

Been around the world, it’s the same ol’thang (Dro)

All the real niggaz either dead or in jail

And if you’re looking for me homie, I’m in the A-T-L

You gotta play it how it go, you can’t cheat on life (YEAAAAH!)

Ya better drink a Red Bull, you can’t sleep on life

I ain’t tryna do you, I’m tryin’do me Last album did two, I’m just tryin’do three

Fresh out the pot yea the work was hard

Ride with the top down so I’m closer to God

My P.O.

telling me I need a 9 to 5

But I already got a job, and that’s stayin alive

We count hundreds on the table, twentys on the floor

Fresh outta work and on the way with some more

And I love it (yeah!), and I love it I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show

Yeah its parked outside, and its sittin on fo’s

And I love it (yeah!), and I love it