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Mr. Lucci - There They Go lyrics
feat. Mr. Pookie (Mr. Lucci) Say hold that down lil' daddy (wussup) ahh its nothin' man I thought I just seen the rollahs gon head and keep on chokin' do you see them scopin (where) over there wit the long 4 g's I bet I go get her or my name ain't the wig splitta, should I naw I'm just flossin up on the scene let me gon and drop mo screens nigga lets gon and splurge mo green hop in the bourbon, poppin the ???, rockin the curb, in my excursion on these fools chop chop the block, then cock the glock spread the word here comes my crew Lucci, tre 80 set straight ain't no hate in the lone star state while we bake the cake, then brake the plate Them the south side playas that a ya date cause we B-A-L-L-I-N what I'm known fo knockin down yo stone do' wit 4 12's and my chrome tote fuck up in the reefer smoke when I turned the corner wit my head blown talkin' bout my business deals and my sprint phone wit icons if you thank you sho they hold on cause Mr. Lucci puttin in work candy apple below the seal wit a wood wheel sittin on some skirts (chorus repeat 2x) When we come around the block wit the glock cocked and I scream pop there they go, motherfucker there they go When we comin down the lane grippin grain let 'em hang what they sayin where they go, motherfucker where they go (Mr. Pookie) Bendin corners on twanky twak wit double coated candy pain't ducked down in my bucket seats wit a box of sweets wit a cup of drank puff the dank all through the streets drop the top, cock the heat, pop the trunk pop the screens, pop the do's, point the beam stay in front sippin lean wit the bubblelize wit the candy queen -acap |
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