Artist: Slaughterhouse f/ Cee-Lo Green Album: Welcome To: Our House Song: My Life Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Cee-Lo Green] This is my motherfucking life, my life! Oh yeah This is my motherfucking life, my life! Oh yeah This is my motherfucking life [Crooked I] Ay; 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 this bitch, this Eastside L.B. Money over coochie mayne 645 when I dip through the 'burbs I be on my Gucci Mane Smash in the gas, kick a bitch to the curb House on the hills, thousands and mil's Gettin wild in the field with your spouse in Brazil On ounces and pills, how does it feel to count dollar bills that I pound off, skills Check it out - jets, fly, pri-vate Nigga S-5, hy-brid, baby test, drive, my, whip I'm in Bed-Stuy, with my, chick On my West, side, fly, shit Pullin out minks when the weather get +Chilly+ +Left-Eye+, side-kick Huh, now don't you niggaz go chasin "Waterfalls" These bitches wall to wall And they love them Slaughter balls [Chorus: Cee-Lo Green] + (Crooked I) This is my motherfucking life, my life! Oh yeah This is my motherfucking life, my life! Oh yeah (Jets, fly, pri-vate, nigga S-5, hy-brid, baby test, drive, my) This is my motherfucking life, my life! Oh yeah (Jets, fly, pri-vate, nigga S-5, hy-brid, baby test, drive, my, whip) This is my motherfucking life, my life! Oh yeah This is my motherfucking life [Joell Ortiz] Uhh, sometimes I look around and I just I just can't believe it (why?) I'm on a high like a falsetto Maybe that's why I feel like I'm dreamin My eyes is clear, look what I'm seein My life just shifted, I feel like I'm breathin Light that spliff, nah I don't even smoke cause it burn my throat but tonight I'm steamin 'Trón in my cup, holdin mine up Toastin with a 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 prayin that my car goes last And my car's so fast I don't think you understand in a Marciélago dash At first when you rap in the dirt and you work 'til it hurt and you end up on Marshall's staff Hopin that your granny get to see you at the Grammy's Get a call from your family that your grandma passed And you know what you promised her so you stay hot as a, thermometer dipped in lava So proud to be part of a, conglomerate - like this! [Chorus] [Cee-Lo Green] + (Crooked I) Oh-oh-oh-oh; every time that they crave us Put your hands up high if, you're happy you made iiiiit Oh-oh-oh-oh; you're still asleep when I say it But since I'm alive I'm, just gon' celebraaaaaaaate Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Oh-oh-oh-oh; yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (Jets, fly, pri-vate, nigga S-5, hy-brid, baby test, drive, my) This is my motherfucking life [Joe Budden] Uhh, what a success story The film plays it gets less gory My son didn't know who his pop was for years, now it's 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 babe with the 34 F'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 they told me never let your guard rest But it's simple to disregard stress Hoes run to the bone and they far, fetched [Royce Da 5'9"] Uhh - now the jets, fly, high shit That Panamera Porsche that's Ry-an's, fly, whip As a kid I was po', playin tag now I'm, it (it) For those of y'all that don't remember me I'm a Detroit, Oak Park-er Went from no office to offers and told y'all I'ma 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 And my sons and my daughter and the wife is along for the ride cause it's the motherfuckin life [Chorus]