CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : C’est La Vie

Ayy, uh

B*t*h, I'm 21 but I still walk around with fake ID (What?)
Cuddle with the homies watching "Stand by Me" (Cute)
This d**k ain't free, baby, pay my fee (Bread)
Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie

Tall b*t*h, I Attack on T**an
Need a fine VP like Biden
Trap that purp into gold like a viking (Uh)
Double cup ice like Tampa Lightning
Double cup, ain't no lean
Only sip syrup when I'm with Chief Keef
Play clean, pipe Christine
I pipe correct, I'm so P.C.​

Go to the club and I don't even drink
I don't know what to think
Got a girl with me
And we pop in the kitchen
D**k on hard, my nuts on a mission
I got cash, I got coins on my mileage
EDD, your crеdit looking childish
Your girlfriend just changed her namе to my b*t*h
She got LASIK, got nut on her iris (Nut on her iris?)
Board in the mom, yeah, just like a virus
Tongue game nutty, I ain't talking no Cyrus
Pulled up on the booty, yeah, we some pirates
I don't know why, we got huge privates (Woah)
I guess we're kinda blessed, I can't complain about it (Uh)
Every day I get another check, I won't complain about it

B*t*h, I'm 21 but I still walk around with fake ID (What?)
Cuddle with the homies watching "Stand by Me" (Cute)
This d**k ain't free, baby, pay my fee (Bread)
Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie

Bubble bath in a bucket of cash
When your b*t*h said "Gravy, put it in my a**"
Let's run it (Uh) 'cause you kindly asked
I guess I'll be a gentleman and bust and smash
But then you gotta help me smoke this gas
And count some cash and trap some hash
And then I need a ride to my cooking cla**
Gravy train "Choo-choo" on that a**
Skrrt in a mediocre, whip down Fairfax
B*t*h, I'm a king, you a peasant in the barracks (B*t*h)
Chillin' with a p***star, life like an IMAX
F**k grammar one time, no syntax
C*ck real hard, yeah, I'm horny for the big racks
Crack my nuts, she can juice my gonads
Baby yes popstar, Selena Gomez
Always make big moves, last name nomad
Troll so much, made a song called "u mad!"
Next bar Gravy says I wrote, he mad

Ooh, ayy
Baby, c'est la vie
Finger-lickin' good like it's KFC
I learned to count a mil' before my ABCs
F**k your Delta-8, your b*t*h ate my D

B*t*h, I'm 21 but I still walk around with fake ID (What?)
Cuddle with the homies watching "Stand by Me" (Cute)
This d**k ain't free, baby, pay my fee (Bread)
Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie