Jimmie Allen ft. CeeLo Green, T-Pain - pesos Lyrics

Live for the night
Live for the lights
Hands in the air
If you're throwing dinero
We taking flight
It's mile high tonight
Ain't worry 'bout a thing
'Cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh
We throwing dinero
Oh
We swimming in pesos, pesos

They say it happiness your money can't buy it
Well, I'm still going to try it
I've already got the yacht someone's got to ride it
A private jet shit someone's got to fly it
Ven aqui, ven aqui, c'est la vie, c'est la vie
She drop the culo down on me
While I was out in mi am mi
Ven aqui, ven aqui, c'est la vie, c'est la vie
See we be balling in the beach and they can feel it in the streets
I said, oh, it's okay
Can't take it with you anyway
Live it like it's your last day
What else is there to say

Live for the night
Live for the lights
Hands in the air
If you're throwing dinero
We taking flight
It's mile high tonight
Ain't worry 'bout a thing
'Cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh
We throwing dinero (yeah)
Oh (oh yeah)
We swimming in pesos, pesos (yeah)

I got a thing for paper planes, ooh, look at 'em fly
So climb up the pole and snatch them things right out of the sky
Slide back down with a smile on her face (yeah)
You won't pay now then lay down, I'll throw a whole 'nother pile on your face
The style and the grace is cold, mink coat in the winter
If teddy pain is on the list you gotta know it's a winner
Them twenty twins will let you know I'm a sinner
It's like every time I eat I make 'em sick, I'm having covid for dinner
They se como (they se como)
Shawty working in twerking pro bono (pro bono)
I hit it different, this one is just a promo
I got twenty chicks on the flight, I'm messing with them
And this is the definition of

Live for the night
Live for the lights
Hands in the air
If you're throwing dinero
We taking flight
It's mile high tonight
Ain't worry 'bout a thing
'Cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh (you're killing them CeeLO)
We throwing dinero (you're killing them Pain)
Oh (let the country boy get at it real quick, yeah)
We swimming in pesos, pesos (it's Jimmie)

Don't you ever worry about a thing money ain't an issue
Catch a flight home couple days cause I miss you
Country boy from the sticks just trying to live
Stacking bread for the wife and the kids
Ice on the wrist ready to shine (yeah)
Lift on my truck ready to ride (uh)
I keep a can of chew in my pocket
And still gonna stack pesos for my mama
I said, oh, it's okay
Can't take it with you anyway
Live it like it's your last day
What else is there to say

Live for the night
Live for the lights
Hands in the air
If you're throwing dinero
We taking flight (woo)
It's mile high tonight
Ain't worry 'bout a thing
'Cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh
We throwing dinero (we throwing)
Oh (it's been fun y'all)
(Want to give a shout out to my boy CeeLo and T-Pain)
We swimming in pesos, pesos

(Thank you)

And I wanna thank y'all (Woo)
For joinin' us (We throwin', we throwin' it)
From wherever you are in the world, baby
Life is short, baby
Buy the bag
Buy it, bruh
Go get that bag, bruh