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k. luci - easy lyrics

[verse – k. luci]

your b-tch act like a princess, look like a barbie
smoke like a marley, party like ke$ha
man i can’t lie homie, i done seen better
but that’s enough of a digressor
these n-ggas tryna hold the paper like we both be in this sh-t
you don’t know me, little b-tch
hoe, you lucky i ain’t stick you for the rolie on your wrist
i know it isn’t 2012, but i’ll go kony in this b-tch
i’m ruthless like eazy, rapping come easy
money come easy, your girl was easy
she’s ready to drop to her kneecaps if need be
now she is twisting my locks and my seaweed
adjacent to jason
k!ll off these lamens until i am draped in some maison
you better watch your profaneness, you can get maimed quick
don’t make that lane switch, you best press your brakes, kid

shoutout to my n-ggas, less talk more action
money is the motive, get it, then i stack it, straight up
you can never catch my n-ggas lacking
they got it c-cked back and strapped, ready for action, straight up
i’m feeling like travi$ off the drugs
trying to live as lavish as the ones that were here before i came up
before i learn the industry, before i stack my change up, and 1nese7en flames up
b-tch, i’m puregxld, 24 what my karat be
and i got your hoe, on the low, taking care of me
treat me like a god just to get some sh-t from paris
while you go and meet her parents, so affectionate, it’s scaring me
meanwhile, i get back m-ssage, aromatherapy
lavender, you’re lucky if she let you ride p-ssenger
i don’t even like her, so i know it got you p-ssed off
i’m finna drop her, it ain’t nothing to cut that b-tch off

[hook – k. luci]

easy
swear to god, i make it look easy
it could all be so easy
it’s so easy

[verse – steven lamont]

i be getting doggy-bags like i’m bow wow
as i’m smoking that surround sound, told her i’m the king
now i got her on her knees, tryna bow down
p-ssy wet like she needs to towel down, and that’s word around town
like a new car with the paint drippin’
shorty call me cao cao how i put the blade in it
call the blunt adonis creed, every j hittin’ hard as the d
she be trying hard not to scream, yeah, she stay twitchin’
if you tryna make a move, i got the same digits
off the toupee like i’m lupe
but if a n-gga try to push me, then we can’t kick it
rap game operation, i be brain-gettin’
what the f-ck i’m doing if i ain’t living?
i be cooking so much, shorty said i need to change kitchens
imma shoot my shot, clipper pride, word to blake griffin

and i’m ballin’ like i’m cp3
but my name is stef, and these rookies ain’t a threat
play a vet, know your place
tryna gain respect from the books, but i wear a poker face
i be rollin’ j’s like i’m tryna make an “o”
all the brodies hang, ’cause we done made an oath
money over b-tches, bet my n-ggas say it slow
making dough underground, like forget the radio play
f-ck a cape, while these n-ggas saving hoes, aye
n-ggas act, but they never play they role, aye
it’s oc, like i need to gain control, aye
i’m einstein, word to g, i need the whole thing
higher than the soul plane, and my body count like i was o.j
all these n-ggas bench-warming, they got no game
i’m in my own lane
and she loves to ride my pony like a pro, but i told her she’s just ok

[hook]

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