luhcamoo – can’t get right lyrics
d+mn
feel like i can’t do right cause i been doing wrong
sh+t
i can’t even do wrong right
i might as well just do both
mmh hmm mmh
if i keep doing wrong how the f+ck i do right
if a n+gga wanna play then he losing his life
i ain’t playing with these n+ggas this sh+t on sight
if a n+gga do me wrong then i get him gone
i ain’t playing with these n+ggas
i’m smoking that strong just to chill out
so i don’t punch you in yo’ dome
tell that n+gga get on
i ain’t playing with these n+ggas got 7.62’s in the back of the muf+cking whip
hold on tell that n+gga i’ma let this sh+t rip in his muf+cking skin
i ain’t playing & sh+t
yea i been landing & sh+t
i’ma just take her to muf+cking mars
n+ggas know i come with muf+cking bars
been cracking these muf+cking cards yea
i been giving these n+ggas some halos
i’ma f+ck on a b+tch like j+lo
i ain’t playing with these n+ggas
these n+ggas be g+y as a b+tch & i ain’t talking no faygo
aye
yea
smoking this muf+cking gas
hold on yea & i left em’ in last
n+gga i ain’t never show up to class
i been robbing these n+ggas from the muf+cking past
headshots send shots at ya face
i feel like charleston i’m a fool with the mase
don’t want the p+ssy b+tch give me face
three point five that you think that’s it’s laced
never trip bout a hoe my shoes stay laced
specialized kickdoor i stay at ya place
pretty brownskin with a slim thick waist
keep me a banger it stay on my waist
if i keep doing wrong how the f+ck i do right
if a n+gga wanna play then he losing his life
i ain’t playing with these n+ggas this sh+t on sight
if a n+gga do me wrong then i get him gone
i ain’t playing with these n+ggas
i’m smoking that strong just to chill out
so i don’t punch you in yo’ dome
tell that n+gga get on
i ain’t playing with these n+ggas got 7.62’s in the back of the motherf+cking whip
no free smoke we ready to match
i f+ck on these hoes i don’t get attached
you her yo’ baby she say i’m a snack
walk down gang get ya sh+t whacked
i got me a stone i flip me some packs
i feel like serena i’m getting to the racks
they cheese in my face but i know they some rats
we up the score go check out the stats
smoke out the p man this sh+t straight facts
if you ain’t from the hood then ya ass get taxed
ain’t never been p+ssy these n+ggas be bratz
dropping this friday they tell me relax
i walk in the mall blow a bag at sac’s
i’m pouring this lean throw up foes like dak
walk down gang gone get ya sh+t smacked
yea
five+seven gone nail a n+gga
i been doing this sh+t like helen keller
i’m a punch a n+gga like i’m mayweather
call the mercenaries no merryweather
got to get the f+ck out of the streets
before i rob a n+gga for his cheese
get what you get for f+cking with me
and i’m toting that motherf+cking iron
these n+ggas be ducking when pressure applying
that three point five got a n+gga feeling blind
f+ck a red flag i ain’t seeing the signs
aye, yea
and i’m running the motherf+cking light
and these b+tches wanna facetime but i told that b+tch she gotta use the skype
if i keep doing wrong how the f+ck i do right
if a n+gga wanna play then he losing his life
i ain’t playing with these n+ggas this sh+t on sight
if a n+gga do me wrong then i get him gone
i ain’t playing with these n+ggas
i’m smoking that strong just to chill out
so i don’t punch you in yo’ dome
tell that n+gga get on
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