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lucki - white house lyrics

[intro: babyface ray]
(ayy, sp+ce, yeah, you know this sh+t—)
yeah
()

[chorus: babyface ray & lucki]
i’m thinkin’ ’bout changin’ the culture
takin’ the sauce, then hidin’ from vultures
five+star, take it to the b+tch like a office
labels, they hurt, can’t make me a offer
they say that they saw me
peepin’, they watchin’, they lookin’
stop with the gangs, you a rookie
foreigns, i’m pushin’
lean back, play with her p+ssy (ayy, ayy)
can’t keep the cup on the top
[verse: lucki & babyface ray]
told her i love her, but i’m not with settlin’, probably repetitive
protectin’ my energy
that quagen my remedy, i’m thinkin’ god gave me drugs, he protectin’ my enemies
i gave her money, i hope she forgive me
’til i’m in her city
i f+ck up and take a ho right in the back of a hemi, still curvin’ a rookie
i’m really fightin’ them demons, still sick of them 30s, but i’m still gon’ f+ck with the 20s
they tell me these n+ggas been pressin’ around with the stretcher, but i get my sh+t from my auntie
game from my uncle, f+ck is a l?
get ws, flip it around, i get money
she ate like a dog, she know that i’m coming (ayy, ayy, ayy)
i’m sunny, b+tch i been squeezin’ since a youngin (ayy)
i keep on sinnin’ myself ’cause i’m bad at listening
post my cup, probably bad for business
i be thinkin’ everything n+ggas say cap
rookie ass ho selling out for a app
gettin’ high with macks, say, “really miss act”
n+gga want a play and they made him stack
city too crazy, fake it for rap

[outro]
you’re in the club, kevin’s in the club, how cool is it after all he’s been through [?] scored twenty nine?
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