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Interpret:
Will Smith
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| It's All Good
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Its all good, pop the bubbly, life is lovely
All sun no rain
No strain, cant complain
Pass Hell pain, but no Coumbaya
Now I Boomshaka-laka-laka Boo-ah-ah
I got the good life, no strife, real nice
An Im a papa my son Trey haha
An when Im on tour, he be mad Im gone
But then he smile an come runnin screamin "daddys home"
Then he hold me, slightly tightly
Mom, your wish came true-I got one just like me
My life be so good, so good
Ka-chicka-chicka Ka-chicka-chicka-good
Things come to those who wait
But too late my lifes to great to wait
I wanna, celebrate good times, cmon
Chorus:
Livin lovin, lovin livin, its all good
Im lovin livin, its all good
Livin lovin, lovin livin, its all good
Im lovin livin, its all good
Livin lovin, lovin livin, its all good
Im lovin livin, its all good
Livin lovin, lovin livin, its all good
Im lovin livin, its all good
Verse 2:
I wake up every morning in the canopy bed
Slip a kiss to the Miss, you the man she says
Mirror, mirror, need I call?
You know, uno, bad breath an all
Times I been fed up, still didnt let up
Stead a doin dirt, did work and kept my head up
Set up
For the future, much love to my girl
North Pole got my butt cold (sittin on top of the world)
An Im feelin (so high)
Touch the ceiling (the sky)
You say I smile cause Im on top of the pie
But yo, the cream can only finance the smile for a little while
My grin got longevity, got family backin me
Thats why Im livin happily
Ever after, love and laughter
Hussle cause I wants to, not cause I have to
Ask yourself, who made the polar caps melt?
FP, the phenomenon, true Don Juan, Jon Blaze
The Fonz aint seen my Happy Days
The track plays, Im in the shades, singin a phrase
Chorus
Verse 3:
They say the clothes dont make the man
Take my hand
Watch me freak this
Ah-mommys tryin ta creep this
Tryin to entice me to let it off
But nah, (why not?) cmon baby, you saw Set It Off
Proposition by trio, in Rio
Menage Trois, down at the Marde Gras
But nah, my clothes by Versace
My attitude %5F%5F%5F%5Fy, the sym- its Imanyaki
Like a felon, no tellin what I do next
I dont front cause Im paid, but I do flex
Southwestern, crib like a villa
Vacation on a mountain in Manilla
Rhyme spilla, real thrilla
An its real clear
Yall talkin East and West, Im talkin hemispheres
My papa raised no fool
So many zeros on my check its like, oooooooooooohh
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01.Jun.2001 23:06:26 |
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09.Dec.2004 17:12:16 |
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