Текст песни Fine Livin' - Papa Ya

Pull the car around
I won't be gone a minute
Gonna break it down
So we can roll up in it
Pull the car around
And please don't fuck this up

I can't stop this fine way of livin' (oh, oh)
I can't stop this fine way of livin' (oh, oh)

Take the money and we're running (ooh)
We're gonna live it up
Cause we're dipping outta town me and you
We're gonna live it up
And you know what
We'll fly on down to the coast Cabo for two
First class New York to L.A. just me and you
So take the money and we're running (ooh)
We're gonna live it up

Gimme all you got
Don't make me take it from you
Money in the bag
My girl tells me what to do
Gimme all you got
And she won't give me up

I can't stop this fine way of livin' (oh, oh)
I can't stop this fine way of livin' (oh, oh)

Take the money and we're running (ooh)
We're gonna live it up
Cause we're dipping outta town me and you
We're gonna live it up
And you know what
We'll fly on down to the coast Cabo for two
First class New York to L.A. just me and you
So take the money and we're running (ooh)
We're gonna live it up

Take the money and we're running (ooh)
We're gonna live it up
Cause we're dipping outta town me and you
We're gonna live it up
And you know what
We'll fly on down to the coast Cabo for two
First class New York to L.A. just me and you
So take the money and we're running (ooh)
We're gonna live it up