Lucky lyrics

[Hook]x2
G oh D b*tch you lucky
Trust me
f*ck Me
She ten toes down cause she love me
And I love when she give a n*gga yucky
Shorty I swear to God you lucky

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[Verse 1]
A Thousand b*tches, ten thousands dimes
Ion even bang but I f*ck wit my slimes
I can't trust you, heard it 100 times
6 clip n*ggas, nickname us Vines
Rosarito for the summa
Big body Benz like a Humma
Got my real glasses on like I'm Stunna
She tell me beat it up like a Drumma
Me and my n*ggas all players like the Thunda
Off Champagne, feelin' like a joint
She don't get the lingo, but I think she get the point
I only wanted sex
Should came with some checks
I only wanted neck
I don't talk to my ex
That b*tch was a thooter
You know I had to boot her
I do it all like the driver and the shooter
Heard it popped off in the parking lot
Papas got went crazy, left his ass in the parking spot
[Verse 2]
Ooooo
Haaa
Ayee
b*tch I swear to God you lucky
I know you wanna f*ck me, cause yo baby daddy dusty
Pull up on a block and shoot a b*tch and her hubby
b*tch I'm Mr. Clean but this cup hella muddy
My name Papas but these b*tches call me Papi
I hit the function 2 steppin' like I'm Javi
What I'm wearing? b*tch I'm drippin' in Versace
These b*tches love me cause they know a n*gga c*cky
Slide on yo block like I'm Rambo
b*tch I'm 10 toes down like some sandals
I got this 2 tone bape and it's camo
b*tch I don't double back, I'm not a camel
Back to back in the foreign, b*tch I be speed racin'
I got yo b*tch givin' neck, I got her knees achin'
Aye, after I nut b*tch don't touch me
You yucky
b*tch I'm fresher than my dougie