This Is The Life Chords by Rick Ross

[Start]

[Intro]
        C#7                         
[intro] Billionaire yeah you feel me
                               A          
I have your bitch lacin' up my shoes homey
                   A    
Rollin them L's up ha ha
A            
Gettin' Money


[Chorus]
              C#m   
[chorus: Trey Songz]
                 C#m             
This is the life this is the life
                      C#m                                       
Ain't no stoppin it's champagne for poppin' the dro from robbin'
            A                    
This is the life this is the life
                        A                                                  
Keep shit poppin' these hoes they stay boppin no stoppin' thats every night
C#m                               
This is the life ain't no stoppin'
                                                         A    
The love of watchin' bubbles serve it up for a hell of a price
                 A               
This is the life this is the life
                        C#m 
This is the this is the life


[Verse]
           
[verse one]
                                   
Uh I'm the man you wanna stand near
                                                   
Damn near a hundred gram in jewels in my Stan Smith
A                                                
Snitches stand clear can't no snitches stand here
                                                 C#m 
This reserve for them trill I'm red carpet every year
                                C#m       
Take a picture canary stones so photogenic
                                                   A 
No I didn't grow up with it so I had to go and get it
                                   A   
Started with a biscuit now I got a loaf
                                  C#m
Hoes wanna slice I wanna tell her no 


[Chorus]
      C#m                             
But I can't I get a rush blowin' dough
                                       A        
I'm gettin' bank I'm in a rush to blow the dough
A7               A   C#m                       
This is the life I'm ■   in a race to get money
A                                      C#m           
This is the life I need a bad bitch to blow it for me
                C#m 
[chorus] [Verse two]
    A      C#m                                  
Not ■ that ■   I'm arrogant I'm just extravagant


[Verse]
                           A       
I'm a boss player check my laminent
                              A       
I got hoes in Memphis hoes in Maryland
                                      A       
White girl in Carolina let's call her Karoline
         C#m                           
She love ballplayers hate the dope boys
                                 C#m   
Cause we fight dogs call me Jeff George
A                                        
Yea this the Superbowl of the street shit
                                 C#m  
It's all fast food my niggaz eat quick
                                      C#m 
When I seen a million it fucked up my life
                                A            
Brand new twenty cars party for twenty nights


[Chorus]
                    C#m               
Fucked plenty wives crushed many lives
  A                               
I wouldn't it change for the world
C#m             
This is the life
                A       
[chorus] [Verse ■ three]
    C#m                     
I'm campin' in the Hampton's


[Verse]
              C#m        
Chillin' in a Playstation
                                                 A     
Cause I'm playin' with them chips that you ain't makin'
                          A     
I ain't fakin' trap ain't vacant
                                  A       
California razors keep me feelin' Jamaican
C#m                               
The block bakin' the blunt burnin'
                            A      
I'm in Trump Towers amongst earners
                            A  
Fine escorts for the G'd up fee
                         C#m     
Fine lip servers for the Triple C
C#m               
Words rhymin' best
            C#m                      
Can't spell well but I define success
       A                     
I sell well so I make a toast
           A                           
The fallen comrades hold the bottles up


[Chorus]
                 C#m 
We standin' tall fam'
        
[Chorus]
A C#m Amaj7 C#m A C#m A
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[Outro]

[End]