LUCKI - CHOLOS lyrics
LUCKI [Lucki Camel Jr.] Chicago, Illinois. U.S. 🇺🇸
[LUCKI - CHOLOS lyrics]
While I'm sitting in this veno
Listening to me though
Hearing for all my damn mistakes
3 days up in a row up in these chinos
Buyin' drugs with chinos
Block em when he find out they fake
I dropped out of school when I was 16
Don't regret shit
Makes the best of me like 6 rings
Met this lil bitch
Told me "Lucki you a charm
Wanna put you on my arm"
I got fucked up, ain't seen the bitch since
I got a big ego, blame it on Chicago
With this ego so give up all yo product
Hang with the victims and
All y'all ass suspect
Taking all ya jewelry and I
Don't care who judge that
My mama want her son back and
I just want the sun back
Stars too bright up in the dark
Who could love that
Money falling off the temp tree
Where the love at
Making bird calls for the bread
Where the lugs at
Baby you ain't know, I'm a criminal
Nimi nimi nal
Say you love me well you in it now
You a witness now
No big cares, man no kid around
Listen sit around
This the story how the sniffer hound
Went and sniffed the mound
Ask my dad how he keep cool
Trying to be like him
He say "Bossy im a good
Actor" never be like Kim
What talent? I'm the X- Factor
Show me why you here
Boy what happen? you just dropped the ball
You a Charles Tillman
I been plotting on yo pockets
It's a upcoming game
Bossy D- Bo, better tuck ya fucking chain
Still got the rocks boy my first name Dwayne
Bossy D-Bo, better tuck ya fucking chain aye
Outro cholos, Cholos, Chinos, allat
Listening to me though
Hearing for all my damn mistakes
3 days up in a row up in these chinos
Buyin' drugs with chinos
Block em when he find out they fake
I dropped out of school when I was 16
Don't regret shit
Makes the best of me like 6 rings
Met this lil bitch
Told me "Lucki you a charm
Wanna put you on my arm"
I got fucked up, ain't seen the bitch since
I got a big ego, blame it on Chicago
With this ego so give up all yo product
Hang with the victims and
All y'all ass suspect
Taking all ya jewelry and I
Don't care who judge that
My mama want her son back and
I just want the sun back
Stars too bright up in the dark
Who could love that
Money falling off the temp tree
Where the love at
Making bird calls for the bread
Where the lugs at
Baby you ain't know, I'm a criminal
Nimi nimi nal
Say you love me well you in it now
You a witness now
No big cares, man no kid around
Listen sit around
This the story how the sniffer hound
Went and sniffed the mound
Ask my dad how he keep cool
Trying to be like him
He say "Bossy im a good
Actor" never be like Kim
What talent? I'm the X- Factor
Show me why you here
Boy what happen? you just dropped the ball
You a Charles Tillman
I been plotting on yo pockets
It's a upcoming game
Bossy D- Bo, better tuck ya fucking chain
Still got the rocks boy my first name Dwayne
Bossy D-Bo, better tuck ya fucking chain aye
Outro cholos, Cholos, Chinos, allat