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good luck - grant (rapper) lyrics

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[intro]
(hey, what message do you have for lindsay?)
(good luck, lindsay, i wish*)
(you f*ckin’ b*tch, you’re a f*ckin’ sl*t! you’re a f*ckin’ b*tch, lindsay!)
(i’m sorry!)
(sauron)

[chorus: grant]
these b*tches wanna be me, i’m the center of attention
i’m her homeroom teacher, i’mma put her in detention
her mug is hit as f*ck, unlike her songs, and did i mention?
i’m her creator, she my invention
uh, got my girls behind me case you wanna get buck
he don’t want you, b*tch, he used you for a quick f*ck
my engagement climbin’, you in quicksand, stuck
if you wanna compete, you’ll need some good luck

[verse 1: grant]
yo, i’mma wish her good luck like she charlie duncan
i be givin’ starbucks p*ssy while she charli’s dunkin’
her career like the titanic, yeah, that ship done sunk in
her man play her like a game, friday nights, he funkin’
servin’ body, waist on thin, call me brandy melville
servin’ face, i’m so hot, ’bout a million scovilles
servin’ better than you, b*tch, you know the drill
you bald*headed and fat now, too
dr. phil
[chorus: grant]
these b*tches wanna be me, i’m the center of attention
i’m her homeroom teacher, i’mma put her in detention
her mug is hit as f*ck, unlike her songs, and did i mention?
i’m her creator, she my invention
uh, got my girls behind me case you wanna get buck
he don’t want you, b*tch, he used you for a quick f*ck
my engagement climbin’, you in quicksand, stuck
if you wanna compete, you’ll need some good luck

[verse 2: musè & grant]
(miss musè)
(is this thing on?)
lookin’ like miss lohan
i get down like low hands (uh)
that’s yo’ *****, but we stay together, and we pass you while we hold hands
b*tches dissin’ and missin’
bars is on nemo, and this p*ssy therapy, dr. phil, and it’s bald, chemo
like, what the f*ck? like, huh?
who told b*tches they was bad enough?
body h*lla skinny, but my pockets oreo, double stuf
i’m the big show, no wrestler
b*tches mad ’cause they can’t handle her
hot b*tch don’t cool, no fan wit’ her
makin’ movies, adam sandler
[chorus: grant, musè & both]
these b*tches wanna be me, i’m the center of attention (cashville forever)
i’m her homeroom teacher, i’mma put her in detention
her mug is hit as f*ck, unlike her songs, and did i mention?
i’m her creator, she my invention (yo, yo, yo)
uh, got my girls behind me case you wanna get buck
he don’t want you, b*tch, he used you for a quick f*ck (nope)
my engagement climbin’, you in quicksand, stuck (aw)
if you wanna compete, you’ll need some good luck

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