Suga Free, DJ Quik, DOM KENNEDY - Life Jacket lyrics

Woe is me
I can't get my bread up when it's so easy
I can't keep my head above the stormy seas
All I need, someone to look out for me
Toss me (a life jacket)
Toss me (a life jacket)
Toss me (a life jacket)
Toss me (a life jacket)

Ain't it so sweet, how I emerge
Making richy glitzy bourgeois people
Come party with us, kick it and splurge

Take the bitter with the sweet
And keep my hookers in the street

I'm on my way up to glory
With this one this time dammit

This can only be done by us
Now beg this pardon for me

Oh my God, I'm Quik like


Bitch, the shit I told you not to
Do today applies for every day, ho

Shit, did you fuck me?

You mean, you stayed home, bitch

Yeah, after I get off ho
Take that Long Beach out, then sunset
Come back home and get my neck wet

Woe is me
I can't get my bread up when it's so easy
I can't keep my head above the stormy seas
All I need, someone to look out for me
Toss me (a life jacket)
Toss me (a life jacket)
Toss me (a life jacket)
Toss me (a life jacket)

I'm in a Chevy with the top dropped
I parked both Benzes
But neither's in the shop
I'm on my third Rolex
But show me what's next
And I'll bet I'll do get it, do
It, done it dag gum it, i'm a mess
And when I play this guitar
It's goin' make my dick hard
Something like the Scarecrow
Michael Jackson, fuck the Wizard
I should have gone Gilliard
Bipolar is Julliard either extreme
I'll kill you motherfuckers
On the schoolyard checks off
Inbound watch the Quiksta get down
I hate a hacker hacky players
Need to go back, sit down
'Cause if you ain't with the now
That makes you way back when
And you can keep all of
That retro dated action
Now get up on my time zone
Quit workin' with limestones
Switch that shit for marble and granite
Produced Whitney and Janet
Oh you can't nobody else on this planet
It's just me, I'm a plant
And I'm so dope, you can't handle it
I'm rhymin', you ramblin'
I rhyme and you ramblin'

Woe is me
I can't get my bread up when it's so easy
I can't keep my head above the stormy seas
All I need, someone to look out for me
Toss me (a life jacket)
Toss me (a life jacket)
Toss me (a life jacket)
Toss me (a life jacket)

Yeah, tryna burn somethin'
Buy a lot of books these days
Tryna learn somethin'
Cars that ain't got no miles
Tou know my style
See me and be like 'wow', she so aroused
Had to let the windows down
You know the crown
The all black White Sox hat
It's goin' down
Take a nigga shoppin' or somethin'
Don't be frontin'
Told everybody we datin', no we wasn't
We was just havin' some fun
Then you tripped
Talkin' that relationship shit
Then I dipped
Went to the studio, quick, Got with Quik
Told him 'let me get a 16', made a hit
The OPM money, legit, I keep countin'
Last week I made ten records off three ounces
I'ma need a house with a
View and like three fountains
Just a little something for my
Niggas to keep bouncin'
Uh, 'cause we don't dance much
I still sag and pull my pants up
Aye, y'all should start doin' stand up
You sold records, pull them scans up
Aye, said my niggas pull them vans up
Aye, now you niggas understand us
Yeah, DJ Quik hooked the jam up
Sound like he hooked the band up
Suga Free, I'm a fan, bruh
Aye, damn, this finna fuck the land up
Uh 'cause it'll never stop
Your style is like lemonade, it'll never pop
Every time you on TV, I don't never watch
I'm the one who created the game
I can never flop
Rest in Peace to Etta James
She's in a better spot
This summer I'm making fur
And wearing leather hot
Yeah, DJ Quik, you're the greatest