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can’t get right - luhcamoo 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

- luhcamoo lyrics

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