Fredrik - Life Vegas (a cappella) lyrics

Left the house at 10: 50 bout to hit Sin City
In a new rental car
With a broad that spin with me
Drove past Whiskey Beats
Right past Primadonna
What's about to go down I
Could never tell my momma
No drama, just fun, getting drunk, "Shotgun!"
Club of Kings, I'm already on one
And I won't pass out, I can drink for days
Catch me at 7am still dancing at Dre's

Boom! Ya heard!? BOOM BA BOOM
From the moon to noon we consume the room
From July to June, from the womb to ya doom
Come groom this tune if not now, then soon
Talking to a chick with a
Purse full of black chips
About a half a glass before a mattress
Cigarette ashes in her lap and a drunk laugh
Sloppy kisses offerin' a tongue bath

The city that stays up all night
It's alright
Everyone wants they name up in tall lights
Hold 'em! Roll dice! Hit me! Raise it!
Live by chance, life is like Vegas!
The city that stays up all night
It's alright
Everyone wants they name up in tour lights
Hold 'em! Roll dice! Hit me! Raise it!
Live by chance, life is like Vegas!

This shit's hotter than my bathtub water
Don't know yet? You better ask your daughter
Glance around and take in the festive
Hands down, from the crib to the deathbed
Las Vegas, where the long legs is
Looked through the Ace of Spades
Just to bait fish
Send a lucky hustler back to basics
Or load 'em up with enough
To crash the gate with

Now Southwest got tickets going
For the right price
And this MC won't miss no flight
Gotta holla at B, so Hip-Hop sight
I'ma need that cheese so the trip go right
Headin to the Octagon for some UFC
Me and homeboy D-U-S T
3Gs cash and a card on me
We about to blow it up for the 213

Now what happens in Vegas
You ain't supposed to tell
But, I was front row
Seats watchin' Dave Chappelle
Mandalay Bay, fool! House of Blues!
Didn't gamble that day
Couldn't stand to lose
Mouth full of booze and I'm
Headed out to Cheetah's
Bought to get a lap dance
From a skin tight diva
Bought to make a rap fan
Out this midnight creature
That's dressed like a school girl
With plans for the teacher

She's startin' to yell again!
Its time to get lost! Why not?
Already made the dick soft
Caught the next flight
Passed out at lift off
Back at the tribe where the shit's tossed
Cause the big boss is pissed off
Tipped off by a thick jawed pit boss
One finger bit off you're gettin' ripped off
Fit for a quick loss, tricked off
Hittin' off the top of the fish sauce

You gotta feel this modern vaudeville
Tall on pills sugar walls get filled
It's all built for the dismantled
And the room gets billed for the sex channel

Somewhere in the middle of nowhere
The winds that blows air
That ain't got no cares keep the drinks full
Shoes laced up
Life Vegas, it's what it's made of

Shopped at Caesar's, maxed out Visas
Hard liquor shots till I caught amnesia
Rio, Bally's, Mustang Sally's
The reason LL never made it back to Cali
Gourmet foods, buffet booze
Where hookers don't hesitate to
Scuff they shoes
Everyone has a price, everything is for sale
Where it's hot as fuck, but fun as hell

Vegas, baby! yes!
This fucking song makes me wanna stop what
I'm fucking doing and go right now!
If you're not 21, you're full of shit
And you don't know shit bout life till
You been to VEGAS you young PUNK!
Everyone else on the strip right
Now is at Cheetah's
Slug, get in the car! We gotta pick up Ant!
I'm gonna start smoking cigarettes again
I'm gonna start drinking again
Just for this shit
Naw, it's none of your business
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas
Shut the fuck up vEGAS! YEAAAH!
I LOVE IT! JACKPOT! Comp?
Put it on my room i'm outta here
I'm going to Vegas! TURN IT UP!