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    Lucki – Widebody [2020]

    Künstler:
    Lucki

    [Intro]
    Y’all get ready for that Luxury Music Group shit man, LMG man, highlife boy, real high life, high life man, please believe, NC-double-A shit man, [?] shit, you know what I’m sayin’

    [Chorus]
    If this car got feelings too, crash out like ya’ love me
    Knowin’ I’ll make that shit back, I’m the first one show a hunnid in cash
    Mama said, “Baby adapt,” niggas be feenin’, just make that shit last
    I was too young for the Act’, I put some Wock’ in the peach just for that
    Wide body, peach seats, kitty gon’ get to roarin’
    She wanna put me in the hot seats, in the streets, already torchin’ (Ayy)
    City girl bring me peace, talk that shit, ain’t no rookie like Veeze
    AMG at three, your ho called to make surе I eat

    [Verse]
    Ho nigga scored on the pints, know it’s a drought so thеy playin’ for keeps
    Bitches ignorin’ the rules, niggas ignorin’ them too
    Anything to get that cake, but you ain’t even eat your food
    Tryna get a stripper ho laid, Label really think i’m in the A for the stu’
    ‘Pose to shoot a video today but I need sleep ’cause my life been a movie
    Pretty girl get in my way, tell me yo’ lies, let me get through
    Go off in a Jeep, charged up, bitch don’t feel my mood
    Sick of the Beni’, we’ve been eating that shit like Chinese food
    She don’t like HEMI’s, if it ain’t foreign, in her eyes it’s useless
    I had a dream, AJ with Stacy, playin’ her part in Clueless
    Thousand dollar cup, it hold my fate, I’m a bad influence
    Couple thousands up, so now you make the money music
    Somebody teach me love is not a adorin’
    She say, “Yup, you stuck with me, it’s quarantine, no tourin'”
    New red-eye, it look like me, them loud ass pipes euphoric
    Open up on 290, here from the Low End

    [Chorus]
    If this car got feelings too, crash out like ya’ love me
    Knowin’ I’ll make that shit back, I’m the first one show a hunnid in cash
    Mama said, “Baby adapt,” niggas be feenin’, just make that shit last
    I was too young for the Act’, I put some Wock’ in the peach just for that
    Wide body, peach seats, kitty gon’ get to roarin’
    She wanna put me in the hot seats, in the streets, already torchin’ (Ayy)
    City girl bring me peace, talk that shit, ain’t no rookie like Veeze
    AMG at three, your ho called to make sure I eat

    [Outro]
    Real shit, you know what I’m sayin’, NBA, National Big Boy Association man, for real they need to really hear about this, yeah so, Google that, Google this, WorldStar that


    Künstler:
    Lucki


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