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smack dvd - j dlux & manny laurenko lyrics

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[intro]
the time has come
(hi, manny)
for bad things to end

[chorus: j dlux]
make it look easy, i do when i walk out the house, i’m not leaving my tool
counting blue hundreds when i’m feeling blue
you’ll pick up them drugs if you knew what i knew
i can’t put down the cup, that sh*t help me get through
i just came back from europe, went straight to block
balenci’ jeans, got to fill them with knots
this sh*t might get hard but i can’t ever stop
sit back, i reverse the coupe out the lot
get back, i let fifty shots out the glock
i’ma die before a n*gga step foot in my spot
check the time, it say get money all on my clock
she bad but her friend might be badder, let’s swap
she mad, she might f*ck around send my drop
smack on her cam, this sh*t smack dvd
she left with her man but she came back with me

[verse: j dlux]
i ain’t ever at home, i just come back to sleep
it’s a plain white shirt, but it’s margiela tee
i’m with my good fellas, black suv
we take his ass off the map, uav
i’m fasting, i go hit the bank before i eat
i’m smashing my foot on the gas in the jeep, like ugh
can’t hit the brakes when i’m sliding
two*hundred miles, this sh*t feel like i’m flying
my b*tch in the passenger, feel like she dying
i’m trying to pour up, told he, “baby, be quiet”
put a silencer right on the stick, turn him quiet
they can’t run off with was swag but i see they be trying
i’m too far ahead, i’m not looking behind
sleepwalk in margielas, i feel like a zombie
four black trucks, we pull up like joe biden
red in my cup, this sh*t bl**dy osiris
f*ck you talk ’bout?
these n*ggas bring up my name when i’m never around
they don’t wanna compete
put on these chrome heart glasses, b*tch, i couldn’t tell if you talking to me
baby, i’m lux montana, i walk in this b*tch i don’t need no id
i done spent twenty*three years ’round the sun, still ain’t met a b*tch that i need
[chorus: j dlux]
make it look easy, i do when i walk out the house, i’m not leaving my tool
counting blue hundreds when i’m feeling blue
you’ll pick up them drugs if you knew what i knew
i can’t put down the cup, that sh*t help me get through
i just came back from europe, went straight to block
balenci’ jeans, got to fill them with knots
this sh*t might get hard but i can’t ever stop
sit back, i reverse the coupe out the lot
get back, i let fifty shots out the glock
i’ma die before a n*gga step foot in my spot
check the time, it say get money all on my clock
she bad but her friend might be badder, let’s swap
she mad, she might f*ck around send my drop
smack on her cam, this sh*t smack dvd
she left with her man but she came back with me

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