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lucy in the $k¥ with diamonds - $orr¥ lyrics

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(hook)
i never did this sh-t, so don’t know how i feel
i told that b-tch i love but i love the thrill
if i get a new b-tch you know she real
p-ssy poppin baby that’s just for the k!ll
big booty, big -ss, that sh-t popping out
smoking on that loud gas, i can’t even shout
baby i can’t keep that, watch me running south
racks got em kidnapping my baby now
i remember i was trapping out my momma house

(verse)
if i’m in a h-llcat, i need some b-tches now
young n-gg- fell back, i had to figure it out
shawty pull my d-ck out put it in her mouth
she don’t love me nah, she don’t love forreal
baby what’s the drill?
see me when i see you, how are you supposed to feel?
doing this sh-t from way up here
and i be balling like daniel gibson
i’m in the field like a d-o-g
shooting these n-gg-s like a d.o.p
sometimes i feel like g-o-d
i’m on the blocking sell d-o-p-e
putting my b-tch on her feet
hop in this sh-t, it’s a tt
no email, b-tch rock cc
freight line sh-t 18 wheels
and a millionaire need no visa
and a visa need new p-ssport
sleeping on the couch, no crash course
shooters on me like a task force
getting my b-tch just what she asked for
run that sh-t like the saci
i done put my b-tch on new fashion
wanna k!ll me just like dascha
with a b-tch in the whip, car dashing
and my b-tch look like kim kardashian
i’m a felon these cars can’t rent
i’m getting this guap, i can’t depend
i’m getting this guap like “c’est la vie”
my b-tch blow me, tnt
skurting off in a gle
cooking up sh-t like fieri
i’m in the field like thierry
i fly, got wings, red bull’s on me
diamond in my mouth can’t even speak
count them digits like even steven
look how far i came, can’t believe it

(hook)
i never did this sh-t, so don’t know how i feel
i told that b-tch i love but i love the thrill
if i get a new b-tch you know she real
p-ssy poppin baby that’s just for the k!ll
big booty, big -ss, that sh-t popping out
smoking on that loud gas, i can’t even shout
baby i can’t keep that, watch me running south
racks got em kidnapping my baby now
i remember i was trapping out my momma house

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