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luci4 – ​get dra1n3d lyrics

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[intro]
n+gga, who the f+ck is you, don’t come out just let me cool
n+gga, who the f+ck is you, don’t come out just let me cool
n+gga, who the f+ck is you, don’t come out just let me cool
n+gga, who the f+ck is you, don’t come out just let me cool
n+gga, who the+ n+gga, who the f+ck is you, don’t come out just let me cool
swear that i be ballin, i get money with no effort
i spend hundreds on my clothes
i’m smoking pounds and somebody stressin

[verse]
so much cash, call me milli vanilli
i f+ck on yo’ b+tch, and i nut on her titties
real bad boy, who the f+ck is p. diddy?
i’m riding around with that gat in your city
pull up on your b+tch, and spend racks on dat’ biddy
if you got a problem, then we could gët busy
i’m playing with these n+ggas hеad like a [?]
my n+gga just [?] keys like a midi
and if you think i’m p+ssy boy, you is an idiot
pull up with stacks, wе gon’ see who really lit
pull up your bank, we gon’ see who really rich
k+subi all on my jeans, too legit
knock on my door, it’s my fiends, who is it?
n+ggas down bad, they know me, doin’ sh+t
money look like my queen, blue and sh+t
and that ride, srt, doin’ sh+t
[?] hang out the v, shootin sh+t



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