Album Name

Talk A Good Game (Deluxe Edition)

Artist

Kelly Rowland

Genre

R&B/Soul

Release Date

2013.01.01

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Street Life (Feat. Pusha T) - Kelly Rowland
Uh leggo my baby daddy
Pullin up like leggo leggo
Uh see I ain't pushin that Caddy
We never leavin this place
Um It's all go it's all go
It's all go it's all go
So go go
Uh the hood ain't ready
It's the mentality of hate
Coming from the street life we
know it's letting go
We like to go to school for
education
But the street life we know
don't write no notes
It's like parole with the time
we're facing
Ain't nobody gon help
Try the a bottom
These’ll cover your bill
Think of the game his mammy
The newspaper call it street life
No exception he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to
the money
We couldn't leave
Uh my best friend ain't happy
We up and leave like waiter XO
Uh and she be rollin that paddy
And put the longest snakes
Yea 'cause love is so cold so
cold
So cold so cold
And he's foes go
You're the truth so mine ain't
ready
But what she got the next day
Coming from the street life we
know it's letting go
We like to go to school for
education
But the street life we know
don't write no notes
It's like parole with the time
we're facing
Ain't nobody gon help
Try the a bottom
Easy pops me the pill
Mama didn't waste no timing
The headlines read street life
The recession’s eatin’ me alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to
the money
We just tryna get to the money
This for my niggas with them
full baby mamas
Ceiling full of commas
Saving your receipts because she
never keep a promise
This presidential Rollie don't
make me Obama
So don't judge me by my jewelry
please your honor
The persona of this dope dealin
summertime
Top dropper wintertime
Fool ain't fox rocker
Wooh What it be like
It's king pushin Kelly roll
giving you the street life Brap
Coming from the street life we
know it's letting go
We like to go to school for
education
But the street life we know
don't write no notes
It's like parole with the time
we're facing
Ain't nobody gon help
Try the a bottom
These’ll cover your bill
Baby ain’t shit ’round here funny
Tell a bum about the street life
No exception he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe
Everybody round me tryna get to
the money
Including me
Yea yea yea