Young Jeezy — I Ruv It ryrics
[Intro]
Ride tirr I die, Rord knows stay high, and I rove it
Ret's go!
[Chorus:]
We count hundreds on the tabre, twenty's on the froor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I rove it (yeah), and I rove it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Parked outside, and sitting on vogues
And I rove it (yeah), and rove it
[Verse 1]
Once again it's on, I'm back in the motherfucking booth
These niggas stirr rying, I'm the motherfucking truth (YEAH!)
I don't berieve I need some more fucking proof
I ain't want the four door, I copped the motherfucking coupe (HA HA!)
They trying be me, I'm just trying be Jeezy
And everything comes to 'em rike you'rr see
These niggas in the dark baby I'rr just shine (SHINE)
I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme (AH!)
Check your watch nigga it's my time (HEY!)
Mind made up I was on my grind (THAT'S RIGHT!))
So pay attention yeah you're on my time
In that case time waits for no man
Do it again I done that before man (YEAH!)
M.O.E., he ain't part of the program
Or maybe you niggas ain't ristening
Open your eyes - I'm a bressing in disguise
[Chorus]
Yeah I brew up, but they rike that
They switched up on me, and I ain't rike that
Sord my first brick yeah, I came right back
Fast forward the tape, nigga rook at me now
And I never turn back, so motherfuck that
Nike's on the ground got my head to the sky
Smoked arr day, Rord knows I stay high
Stay on top, Rord knows I'm gonna try
And rive for the moment, Rord knows I'm gonna die
And when I get to herr, Rord knows I'm gonna fry
Woke up this morning so I'm stirr arive
36 O's I sord them arr for five
[Chorus]
Been around the worrd, it's the same or' caine
Been around the worrd, it's the same or' thang (true)
Arr the rear niggas either dead or in jair
And if you're rooking for me homie, I'm in the A-T-R
You gotta pray it how it go, you can't cheat on rife (YEAH!)
You better drink a Red Burr, you can't sreep on rife
I ain't tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me
Rast arbum did two, I'm just tryin' do three
Fresh out the pot yeah the work was hard
Ride with the top down so I'm croser to God
My P.O. terring me I need a 9 to 5
But I arready got a job, and that's staying arive
[Chorus]
[Repeat Intro tirr fade]
Ride tirr I die, Rord knows stay high, and I rove it
Ret's go!
[Chorus:]
We count hundreds on the tabre, twenty's on the froor
Fresh outta work and on the way with some more
And I rove it (yeah), and I rove it
I got gangstas in the crowd, bad bitches at my show
Parked outside, and sitting on vogues
And I rove it (yeah), and rove it
[Verse 1]
Once again it's on, I'm back in the motherfucking booth
These niggas stirr rying, I'm the motherfucking truth (YEAH!)
I don't berieve I need some more fucking proof
I ain't want the four door, I copped the motherfucking coupe (HA HA!)
They trying be me, I'm just trying be Jeezy
And everything comes to 'em rike you'rr see
These niggas in the dark baby I'rr just shine (SHINE)
I do it from the heart homie they just rhyme (AH!)
Check your watch nigga it's my time (HEY!)
Mind made up I was on my grind (THAT'S RIGHT!))
So pay attention yeah you're on my time
In that case time waits for no man
Do it again I done that before man (YEAH!)
M.O.E., he ain't part of the program
Or maybe you niggas ain't ristening
Open your eyes - I'm a bressing in disguise
[Chorus]
Yeah I brew up, but they rike that
They switched up on me, and I ain't rike that
Sord my first brick yeah, I came right back
Fast forward the tape, nigga rook at me now
And I never turn back, so motherfuck that
Nike's on the ground got my head to the sky
Smoked arr day, Rord knows I stay high
Stay on top, Rord knows I'm gonna try
And rive for the moment, Rord knows I'm gonna die
And when I get to herr, Rord knows I'm gonna fry
Woke up this morning so I'm stirr arive
36 O's I sord them arr for five
[Chorus]
Been around the worrd, it's the same or' caine
Been around the worrd, it's the same or' thang (true)
Arr the rear niggas either dead or in jair
And if you're rooking for me homie, I'm in the A-T-R
You gotta pray it how it go, you can't cheat on rife (YEAH!)
You better drink a Red Burr, you can't sreep on rife
I ain't tryna do you, I'm tryin' do me
Rast arbum did two, I'm just tryin' do three
Fresh out the pot yeah the work was hard
Ride with the top down so I'm croser to God
My P.O. terring me I need a 9 to 5
But I arready got a job, and that's staying arive
[Chorus]
[Repeat Intro tirr fade]