LYRICS GAME

B-B-Beats by Esko

Just celebrate that I'm still standing

And down

I made it into what it could be

And they look at me now like we're stupid

But I'm not made for that low life

So have a bottle ready for me when I have breakfast

And excuse me when I land in Paris

That's business class now, no Thalys

Bro, c'est la vie

Baby, put it on me

Throw it up and down

Just celebrate that I'm still standing

Because they don't want me to spin

So I throw it up and down

I just waited too long to

Say what I feel or say what I thought

I'm at parties every day now or somewhere in the charts

There's a reason for the poisons in my glass

Nah bro, we're not gonna talk

And we don't need to agree

I haven't been home for dinner in years

Just for my presence

Of course she wants to come with me

And I'm so there

They wanna row for me now that the boat sails

Everybody thinks it's worth a post

So I shut the VIP down out of necessity

I made it into what it could be

And they look at me now like we're stupid

But I'm not made for that low life

So have a bottle ready for me when I have breakfast

And excuse me when I land in Paris

That's business class now, no Thalys

I'm high on life, my boy, c'est la vie

Baby, put it on me

Throw it up and down

Just celebrate that I'm still standing

Because they don't want me to spin

So I throw it up and down

I was broke for a long time, but bro, I swear time teaches

Since the crown on my wrist, I ain't got time anymore

Full throttle to the next show

With Moët Chandon from the previous show

These are serious prices, bro, I don't flaunt

I hear them, the whole gang feels it

So she throws it up

I didn't have a single red cent

I wanted my soles red

I know you'd rather see me broke

Keep hoping, my bro

Invoice on invoice, invoice

Your venue thinks I'm way too pricey

I'm not made for that low life

So you shouldn't be shocked if my fee

Goes up again

I made it into what it could be

And they look at me now like we're stupid

But I'm not made for that low life

So have a bottle ready for me when I have breakfast

And excuse me when I land in Paris

That's business class now, no Thalys

I'm high on life, my boy, c'est la vie

Baby, put it on me

Throw it up and down

Just celebrate that I'm still standing

Because they don't want me to spin

So I throw it up and down