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la cienega luxor - pac div lyrics

[verse 1]
roll me a blunt, and i might just chill
bring your girl to the show, and we might just pill
do you like flights and dice? i can write that will
right hook to your mean mug, ice that [?]
similar to other n*ggas, but we twice that real
ain’t no sh*t for the cameras, i don’t like that feel
but y’all baby caff meat, d*mn right, that’s veel
if i’m shocking in electric, d*mn right, i’m eel
with a broad [?] smoking off the heavy dinner
steady gwopping, [?] waps, my set ajenda
it’s close to 4, i close the door, like teddy pender
she’s 5/2, and by you, [?] let me bend her
reporting live from the [?]
f*ck with other n*ggas [?]
[?] it ain’t part time
[?] calling n*ggas [?]
[?] i’m a player
tripplе my paper, [?] got me trippled [?]
i mеan [?] might hit them with flavors
and got the silver screen [?]
i’m clean, what?
[?]

[verse 2]
k!ll the p*ssy, k!ll the p*ssy
now i got her boyfriend out here looking for me
like a b*tch from [?], she was h*lla goofy
n*ggas sip your drink, while i tell the story
had a b*tch named keesha, knew she was a keeper
had a stolen visa, and she bought me gucci sneakers
pistol in my pants, pocket full of rocks
designer shoes on, running from the cops
i cannot stop
stepping in the game, toes first
you rapping for the love, then you probably never sold work
ride with me while i soul search
through los angeles, times are scandelous, my soul hurt
[verse 3]
f*cking with my old work, [?]
you mad that her phone ring at 1:00 am
you know she lost her nose ring, f*cking round with him
that’s like a hoover [?] she f*cking round with [?]

[verse 4]
you know that type of beauty that when eyes lock, time stops
enough to blind you like cyclops, gon’ need eye drops
you s*xy in heels, plus high tops
five star meals, beverly hills, but love ihop
i gots to know a little more about you
if your spirit is cool, as your elegant perfume
[?] around you, gracefulness [?] out you
[?] my soul, like you belong in the first ten pages of vogue
i be pacing myself, tryna stay in control
had a whole team of queens, gotta place [?]
you struck me, cupid’s aro through the heart of [?] fellow
no fancy harps and ch*llos, maybe a simple h*llo
usually mello, cool, calm, collected, composed
you done knocked the player off of his chose
like ali, and i be wondering why we
ain’t elope yet
just when it’s right, [?] goes left
and i don’t know

- pac div lyrics

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