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intro (meet lux) - j dlux lyrics

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bhee, know how we bummin n*gga (flll)
i’m bout to one take this b*tch
let’s get it
d*mn f*ck it

f*ck it (f*ck it)
told the ops n*gga it ain’t no safe zone (it ain’t no safe zone)
keep the torch on me i get my flame on (i get my flame on)
all my n*gga gone eat tell em’ hang on (tell em’ hang on)
i just hop out the coupe put my chains on (my chains on)
foreign b*tch so i might get her name wrong (might get her name wrong)
like rihanna i might let that drag go (drag go, flll, bop)
and my cup h*lla dirty like play clothes
different day but i’m still in the same clothes (still in the samе clothes)
i’m about to skip town gotta lay low (gotta lay low)
i’m the sh*t like i camе out a a hole (out a a hole)
got a lift kit on the durango (durango)
i don’t got time for no stank hoe (stank hoe)
when i’m out put my phone on airplane mode (airplane mode)
if ain’t bout the money i can’t go (can’t go)
ain’t a crease in my hundreds it can’t fold (can’t fold)
if sh*t go left then i can’t fold (can’t fold)
sh*t might go south it’s ok though (can’t fold)
i know sh*t that you can’t know (can’t know)
and this b*tch like to f*ck she a nympho (nympho)
f*ck twelve won’t give em’ no info (no info)
f*ck twelve cause they don’t like my skin tone (my skin tone)
i got gang in new york like i’m jim jones (like i’m jim jones)
and they stomp n*ggas out in they timbos (in they timbs)
f*ck it might make this a intro (intro)
stayed down never stood on my tip toes (tip toes)
h*lla poles in this b*tch like a strip show (flll, ba ba)
glocky’s and sticks yea we grip those (yea we grip those)
gotta fill up my blunt hit the citgo (citgo)
diamonds light up the room like a disco (yea)
all my price tags look like a zip code
run it up money long like extendo’s
damm f*ck it
told the ops n*gga it ain’t no safe zone (it ain’t no safe zone)
keep the torch on me i get my flame on (i get my flame on)
all my n*gga gone eat tell em’ hang on (tell em’ hang on)
i just hop out the coupe put my chains on (my chains on)
foreign b*tch so i might get her name wrong (might get her name wrong)
like rihanna i might let that drag go (drag go, flll, bop)
and my cup h*lla dirty like play clothes
f*ck it
told the ops n*gga it ain’t no safe zone (it ain’t no safe zone)
keep the torch on me i get my flame on (i get my flame on)
all my n*gga gone eat tell em’ hang on (tell em’ hang on)
i just hop out the coupe put my chains on (my chains on)
foreign b*tch so i might get her name wrong (might get her name wrong)
like rihanna i might let that drag go (drag go, flll, bop)
and my cup h*lla dirty like play clothes

f*ck it we gone make this the intro
nevachange sh*t
know how i’m bummin

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