Give me that highlife,

Give me that highlife

I want the fame, I want the fortune

All the commodities, the life, 40K round my cuff

Want some Grammy’s and a mansion

A Maserati and a song on the charts blowing up

Give me that highlife, highlife

Picking up all the babes

Rolling with Little Wayne and Snoop

Give me that highlife, highlife

Money to make it rain

Just strutting in my Birthday suit

I want the highlife

Gold chains around my neck and looking so fly

With girls all over me

I’ll have the lifestyle

And be the king of cool

I’m lighting up the room

Baby yeah that’s what I’ll do

I’d buy a yacht and own an island

Date some models, have a condo in Rome with a view

Everything all laced in diamonds

With Al Pacino sippin’ jack, hanging out with Tom Cruise

Give me that highlife, highlife

Picking up all the babes

Rolling with Little Wayne and Snoop

Give me that highlife, highlife

Money to make it rain

Just strutting in my Birthday suit

I want the highlife

Gold chains around my neck and looking so fly

With girls all over me

I’ll have the lifestyle

And be the king of cool

I’m lighting up the room

Baby yeah that’s what I’ll do

Fast cars and jet plane

Wild life, never been tame

Some say that I’m insane

But I’ve got keys to the whole place

Chandeliers and a big house

So hot when I’m iced out

But whatever ever I do, I’ll be looking way flyer than everybody in the room now

Sold out, Madison.

Oh honey, we’re moving to Paris

Bright lights and the cameras

Living the life you could only imagine

We’re rolling the windows down in this Mercedes Benz

On top of the world we’ll be living it up

And so I said

I want the highlife

Gold chains around my neck and looking so fly

With girls all over me

I’ll have the lifestyle

And be the king of cool

I’m lighting up the room

Baby yeah that’s what I’ll do

Highlife,

Highlife,

Highlife,

Highlife