JAY Z TYPE?
• Written by LuceEndz
Let the night come up
and the sun go down
All up in the booty make your girl go down
And I rebound the shots
Everybody see that, my watch
Everybody fake like a tree in the north pole
Yeah I feel like a god
Huh, see that
They worship the people they watch
All of these people, they keying our slots
and the lottery winning, get full of the shots
Lottery dollars take lottery naps
and I lottery always got lot of these backs
all of my homies with lottery stacks
and the lottery bitches with lottery racks
huh
They get insane when the dollar comes
They wanna bang for the money and a lotta drugs
Highly hify, but I'm lightly toasted
the people wanna fight, but they lightly ghosted
They never got a chace to erupt like boaster
but its in spite of girls
ALl hte people fighting gettin slight referrals
so its up to the next guy, check the fucking meesage
changed up for a lesson
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LuceEndz
Member since March 6 2015