LUCKI - Tarantino lyrics

LUCKI

LUCKI [Lucki Camel Jr.] Chicago, Illinois. U.S. 🇺🇸

[LUCKI - Tarantino lyrics]

Only one credit at the end 'cause
I did this shit by myself
She jealous that promethazine was
My first love, i can't help
Uh codeine never get the best of me and
I swim in it like Phelps
Just left Saks, I'm a
Glory boy, mismatch designer, no belt
Bitch gon' do what she do
And I'm cool with it
Fast car, it's American made
But this the one with the cooling kit
Label can't make no niggas slaves as
Long as we recoup this shit
I'ma pull up, boy, I'm still legit
Just can't go with them pigs again, uh
I'm crying on my knees
I know I won't sin again
Ain't no part of my life cheap
That's just me and them hoes again
Somethin' 'bout foreigns on


South Beach just make me hate normal shit
Dress code, tell us to wear formal shit
We don't even know what formal is
I can't wait for no shit that
I'm just born to get
I like muscle and foreign whips, older
I might get bored of it
Tune her like my racetrack
Know you gon' call my phone again
I can't wait for no shit that
I'm just born to get
I can't wait for no shit that
I'm just born to get
I can't wait for no shit that
I'm just born to get
Ayy, I'm just born to get it
I can't wait for no shit that
I'm just born to get

Only one credit at the end 'cause
I did this shit by myself

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