Last Day (feat. Juicy J and Lloyd Banks)

These niggas lied to me way back,
 Said this was where my buck stop
 Ridin' right by in my fly shit
 These niggas still at that bus stop,
 You'll never see these jeans sag
 You would think so with this tucked Glock
 And any nigga wanna go bar-for-bar
 Know I'm always with that club hop
 This your shit, y'all don't know shit
 Them hoes you with is just average
 This four spittin' that whole clip and my alibi is my bad bitch
 So don't be the first to get it
 My life is like a movie and your bitch deserve the credit
 I just stood there and directed
 She just did what I expected
 Doin' me but you'd do me too
 I'll be me, my nigga, you be you
 I guess that men can be groupies too
 Recognize a winner – live like a born sinner
 Catered dinners, finna have a pool party in the winter
 Finna skinny dip bitch fuck them drawers,
 Her brains are killer and I love em' all,
 Said my head got a price on it,
 She come through and just suck it off,
 So if you scared get a weapon
 Every day a nigga live like he prepared for armagedon
 Now when they call me to them gates and they ask me how I live
 I feel I ain't have a choice like my stomach's to my ribs
 Niggas wanted me dead, I kept hammers in the crib
 But nah, I don't regret a fuckin' thing I ever did
 So I spend like it's my last day
 Club like it's my last day
 Ride like it's my last day
 Fry like it's my last day
 Fuck like it's my last day
 Fuck boys wanna blast me
 This might be your last day
 But it won't be my last day
 Yes sir
 Juicy J, Joe Budden
 Lets get it
 Mottos by my side
 Shooters on my team
 Choppers with the beam
 Countin' up some green
 Blowin' on a blue dream
 My life is like a movie and your bitch just made a scene
 Me and your bitch just made a scene
 Wake up and I smoke somethin'
 After that, I poke somethin'
 Bet she bad with a fat ass
 Beat it up like she stole somethin'
 Fuck two times then I roll somethin'
 Can't no nigga do it like me
 All my chains is icy
 All my clothes is pricy
 In Louis Vuittons, no Nikes
 I'm Nino Brown, you Ice-T
 Snitchin' equals dead bodies
 Snitchin' equals dead bodies
 Nigga caught a death wish, think he caught me slippin'
 I don't play that bull, boy
 I shoot like Scottie Pippen
 Now when they call me to them gates and they ask me how I live
 I feel I ain't have a choice like my stomach's to my ribs
 Niggas wanted me dead, I kept hammers in the crib
 But nah, I don't regret a fuckin' thing I ever did
 So I spend like it's my last day
 Club like it's my last day
 Ride like it's my last day
 Fry like it's my last day
 Fuck like it's my last day
 Fuck boys wanna blast me
 This might be your last day
 But it won't be my last day
 [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
 I'm dressed up with my sport keys
 My Rollie, bands, love short sleeves
 Wanted man when I cross seas
 All my bitches crossbreeds
 These big faces talk Gs
 I lace my H's, walk free
 I'm V-Sixin' in V-Twelves
 Ninety-three is my horse fee
 Life's a bitch I figured I'd bone
 Smoke this weed while I get a little dome
 Black star when it's all said and done
 Gotta put my name in the middle of the road
 Open boxes, a pair a day
 Mine don't come in pearl yet
 Got a party out in the UK
 I'mma hit them hoes with my Euro step
 Insomniac, gotta live my life
 Where's the pie? Gotta get my slice
 I hommie shit, where's the body bag?
 Kiss my Maserati ass
 Two thick queens in a king's suite
 Gettin' energized off thin sleet
 I let all my AKAs hit
 They thought I was ten deep
 Miss waitin' on me get a hundred dollar tip
 Pray to God, heard my number and I hit
 Choose me, girl, make 'em come in for the chip
 When you doin' good all the summers go quick
 Trust nobody, got thunder on the hip
 Shotty in the crib, don't start no shit
 Bad chick, ass and her stomach don't fit
 Know your lane, don't come with no lip
 Now when they call me to them gates and they ask me how I live
 I feel I ain't have a choice like my stomach's to my ribs
 Niggas wanted me dead, I kept hammers in the crib
 But nah, I don't regret a fuckin' thing I ever did
 So I spend like it's my last day
 Club like it's my last day
 Ride like it's my last day
 Fry like it's my last day
 Fuck like it's my last day
 Fuck boys wanna blast me
 This might be your last day
 But it won't be my last day