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Komponiste
Presteerders

Lirieke: Young Jeezy. The Last Laugh. Strip Club.

(2x)
Life is like a strip club
when you spendin all your money then you get love
when you run up out of ones then you throw dougs
when you spend up all your money aint no love
yeah

Verse 1:
Spend
Its 20 for the top 10 for the bottom
like them girls bottoms man they wanna see me drop
bitch nigga fuck yall ain going no where
you can take it all off bitch i aint gone stare
looking so good got that ass read up
did what i had took them stacks and re up
why thee whack hoes prayin on my down
then wonder why i wont answer they call
broke hoes hate man broke hoes in it
stay away from fake shit fake shit aint in me
when young was in the buildin cant say it didnt flow
better get there early might be later for the show
now niggas change cuz ain been through in awhile
like every time i came through ain blow a few 1,000
give you everythang i got yeah i know you love that
but when its all said and done bitch where the love at

(2x)
Life is like a strip club
when you spendin all your money then you get love
when you run up out of ones then you throw dougs
when you spend up all your money aint no love
yeah

Verse 2:

more money more problems that a mutherfuckn fact
and i can do bad by my got damn self

when i was alone they was bad for my got damn health
so called homies praying for my down call
then wonder why i wont answer they call
bitch niggas hate man broke niggas in it
stay away from fake shit fake shit aint in me
shit get deep make a nigga go nuts
swear they wanna see me dead in a brand new tux
if my tube stone read realist nigga ever done it
niggas cant say ain keep it 100
gave niggas job even gave niggas change
niggas aint gave me a motherfuckin thang
niggas wanna be me yeah i know you love that
but when its all said and done nigga where the love at




(2x)
Life is like a strip club
when you spendin all your money then you get love
when you run up out of ones then you throw dougs
when you spend up all your money aint no love
yeah

Verse 3:
i gotta pocket full of paper
aint worried bout the haters
im just blowin money and i feel good
but when the money gone
im standin all alone
thinkin why did i have to party so strong
look now i gotta go,, i gotta go,, i gotta go
we gotta go ,, gooo