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luci4 - happymothersday lyrics

[intro: blxxdy]
what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what

[verse: blxxdy]
(?)
you always talking sh+t
extended mag imma empty the clip
won’t step out the car
but goin shoot out the whip
you tough on they net
you look like a d+mn b+tch
(?) f+ck all the ops and that’s is
he talking (?) till we pull out the sticks
n+ggas said free (?)
move too fast and this sh+t knock out this wood
imma go on the run the (?) tryna book me
and i’m sitting on all the hoes that over looked me
(?) it though
boy the glock got my pants low
you hating on me
n+gga go get yo bands up
i’m spinnin the truck
hold that boy for ransom
b+tch wanna f+ck
she said that i’m handsome
[verse: luci4]
yeah, yeah, yeah
(?)
my bad sh+t can get cold
i’m with yo b+tch
stop worrying you not
(?) she innocent
she is a thot
gave that b+tch ecstasy
(?) cut off
b+tch tried to play me
i gave her thе talk
i already know when i pick up the phonе
sella talk crazy
we went to his home
he tried to fight me
i picked out his bones
n+ggas (?) touching me
i’m bout my own
i pull up 50 put three in his dome
he said outside
then that house going get (?)
pistol upside his head like a comb
hollow tips in him his mouth finna foam
his momma crying like baby come home
i’m getting money do you need a loan
i’m in the whip and i’m sitting on chrome
b+tch
[outro: luci4]
ahhhhhhh
ahh
ahh
ahh

- luci4 lyrics

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