Listen to My Life (feat. Cee Lo Green) by Slaughterhouse

My Life (feat. Cee Lo Green)

Slaughterhouse

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slaughterhouse
Slaughterhouse
Performer
Luis Resto
Luis Resto
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
R. Montgomery
R. Montgomery
Composer
J. Budden
J. Budden
Composer
J. Ortiz
J. Ortiz
Composer
D. Wickliffe
D. Wickliffe
Composer
N. Warwar
N. Warwar
Composer
Michael Gaffey
Michael Gaffey
Composer
R. Diaz
R. Diaz
Composer
A. Gordon
A. Gordon
Composer
G. Spagna
G. Spagna
Composer
Thomas Callaway
Thomas Callaway
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
STREETRUNNER
STREETRUNNER
Producer
Raymond "SAROM" Diaz
Raymond "SAROM" Diaz
Producer
Eminem
Eminem
Mixing Engineer
Alex Merzin
Alex Merzin
Engineer
Cullen Brooks
Cullen Brooks
Assistant Engineer
Graham N. Marsh
Graham N. Marsh
Engineer
Mike Strange
Mike Strange
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

This is my life (my life, oh yeah) This is my life (my life, oh yeah) This is my life S-L-A U-G-H T-E-R-H-O-U-S-E Yes we are the best in the biz The west in the bitch This Eastside money over coochie man 645 when dip through the burbs I be on my Gucci Man Smash on the gas, kick a bitch to the curb House in the hills, thousands and mills Getting wild in the field with your spouse in Brazil On ounces and pills, how does it feel? To count dollar bills that I found off skills Check it out, Jets fly private Nigga S5 Hybrid, baby test drive my whip I'm in Bed Stuy with my chick On my westside fly shit Pulling out minks when the weather get chilly Left Eye side kick Now don't you niggas go chasing waterfalls These bitches wall to wall And they love... This is my life (my life, oh yeah) This is my life (my life, oh yeah) Jets fly private, Nigga S5 Hybrid, Baby test drive my whip This is my life (my life, oh yeah) Jets fly private, Nigga S5 Hybrid, Baby test drive my whip This is my life (my life, oh yeah) This is my life Sometimes I look around and I just I just can't believe it I'm on a high like a falsetto Maybe that's why I feel like I'm dreaming My eyes just quit Look what I'm seeing, my life just shifted I feel like I'm breathing Light that spliff, now I don't even smoke cause it burn my throat But tonight I'm steaming 'Tron in my cup, holding mine up, toasting to the slut that I know I'm gon' fuck In these five star sheets, put her right to sleep Then kick the bitch out when I wake up Even though baby girl got a large ol' ass I remember praying that my car goes last Now my car so fast that I dont think you'll understand it in a Murcielago dash When you ride through the dirt and you work til it hurt than you end up on Marshall's staff Hoping that your granny get to see you at the Grammy's Get a call from your family that your grandma passed Then you know what you promised her So that you stay hot as a, thermometer, dipped in lava So proud to be part of a conglomerate, like this This is my life (my life, oh yeah) This is my life (my life, oh yeah) Jets fly private, Nigga S5 Hybrid, Baby test drive my whip This is my life (my life, oh yeah) Jets fly private, Nigga S5 Hybrid, Baby test drive my whip This is my life (my life, oh yeah) This is my life Every time that they play this Put your hands up high if You're happy you made it Instead of sleep when I say it But since I'm alive, might as well celebrate This is my life (my life, oh yeah) This is my life (my life, oh yeah) Jets fly private, Nigga S5 Hybrid, Baby test drive my whip This is my life (my life, oh yeah) Jets fly private, Nigga S5 Hybrid, Baby test drive my whip This is my life (my life, oh yeah) This is my life What a success story When the film plays it gets less gory My son didn't know who his pop was for years Now its less Maury, God put it there as a test for me Used to walk around with a vest at 40 Cops tryna mess hall me Now babes with the 44F's adore me I took the rock and a hard place and made the best orgy Now the fans approach I get paranoid Where I'm from tell me never let you're guard rest But it's simple to disregard stress Hoes run to the pole and they far fetched Now jets fly high s*** That Panamera Porsche that's Ryan's fly whip As a kid I was playing tag, now I'm it! For those of ya'll that don't remember me I'm a Detroit old Parker Went from no office to offers I told ya'll I would get my daddy out the post office And so far I don't really need to own my city Just as long as the D is on my fitted My sons and my daughter and my wife is along for the ride This is the motherfucking life This is my life (my life, oh yeah) This is my life (my life, oh yeah) Jets fly private, Nigga S5 Hybrid, Baby test drive my whip This is my life (my life, oh yeah) Jets fly private, Nigga S5 Hybrid, Baby test drive my whip This is my life (my life, oh yeah) This is my life
Writer(s): Francesco Bontempi, Thomas Decarlo Callaway, Joseph Anthony Budden, Dominick Wickliffe, Nicholas M. Warwar, Michael Vincent Aiello, Peter Wilfred Glenister, Ryan D. Montgomery, Annerley Gordon, Joell Ortiz, Giorgio Spagna, Raymond Diaz, Michael Gaffey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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