Big Sean Live This Life Lyrics

[Hook: The Dream]

Oh shit I’m finally famous

And I’m rolling with the motherfuckin top down

How can you blame us?

I wanna break you off like right now

[Verse 1: Big Sean]

Hell yeah nigga high right now

That’s the reason I said “hi” right now

Come have the time of your life right now

All you gotta do is close your eyes right now

This shit classic, they ask “where your outfit from? “

Plead, The Saks Fifth, first class

Only culture games and practice

Oh you athletic? Shit, show me on the mattress

Cause it’s already night time

And I feel like the right time

Twisting up my fingers

Like a young P-A-C, B-I-G but she just call me D-A-D

I do it

[Hook:]

Oh shit I’m finally famous

And I’m rolling with the motherfuckin top down

How can you blame us?

I wanna break you off like right now

And I’m a need that penthouse on top of the world

That Detroit player on top of the world

Detroit players on top of your girl

It’s been a hell of a night

What a beautiful life…

Let’s show em how to live this life

Show em how to live this life

Fancy things…

Flashing lights, it’s been a hell of a night

What a beautiful life…

[Verse 2: Big Sean]

Hell yeah, nigga gone right now

That’s why we should get gone right now

I’m tryna to get you home right now

I bet I could turn you on right now

Really I can’t call it

Stress turned me to a weed-head

And parties to an alcoholic

And money turned me to a workaholic

And money turned her to a twerkaholic

Yeah do it, do it, yeah do it with no hands

Do it like you do it when you do it with your man

I could pull up in a Honda Civic, pulling bitches

It ain’t about the cars, bout the nigga that’s up in it

Right here: and all I need is a minute

Start it up, guaranteed I’m a finish

In the nighttime, and I feel like the right time

So here go the drink you’ve been waiting all life for

Make sure the muthafucker ice cold

My jewelry game ice-cold, stone white albino

Cause you’re burning up, your outfit is dyno

Let’s give em a light show

[Bridge: The Dream]

I ain’t Paul McCartney or John Lennon

I ain’t buying Beetles, I’m buying Benzes

They mad at you mamacita

Cause them bitches look like Bobby Bonilla

[Hook:]

Oh shit I’m finally famous

And I’m rolling with the motherfuckin top down

How can you blame us?

I wanna break you off like right now

And I’m a need that penthouse on top of the world

That Detroit player on top of the world

Detroit players on top of your girl

It’s been a hell of a night

What a beautiful life…

Let’s show em how to live this life

Show em how to live this life

Fancy things…

Flashing lights, it’s been a hell of a night

What a beautiful life…

Let’s show em how to live this life

Show em how to live this life