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Lucky Ass Bitch (Feat. Juicy J)
Mac Miller
She sayin fuck me, fuck me
She like it rough
And that’s rugby
I’m partyin’ where
There’s drugs free, this
Life to live, it don’t come
Cheap
Leave a hand print on her
Butt cheek, she give me
Head while I puff trees
I’m on drugs, she on drugs
Her nose just got bloody
Sniffin’ coke lines off
My dick, she ridin’
On that train
She crushin’ down
That powder, I’m
Puffin’ on this Sour
Been fuckin’ her for
Hours and I still ain’t
Got my nut
You fuckin’ with that
Molly, she ain’t gon’
Let you bust
Give me some while I hit the
Blunt, I’m in ya spirit, let me
Lift it up
If daddy come, get my shit
And run, he gon’ see my ass,
Go and get his gun
You a devil bitch, let me
Tell you that, feel like I
Been to hell and back
You textin’ me, addicted
You need me, you miss it
She crazy, she nasty
Everyday she harass me
I’m fuckin’ her to sleep
And then she pay for my taxi
God damn, the sun
Is comin’ up
That’s the last
Time that I’m
Gon’ be fuckin’
With them drugs
Yup
She get a bunch of money
Spend it all on drugs
Mobbin’ with her bitches
Never fall in love
Dumpin’ out that
Yayo, sniffin’ all it up
Go ahead and hate her
Cause everybody does
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
She got money, drugs
And freedom, blunts
What she’s cheefin’
She ain’t got a job, but
Fuck it, she don’t need one
Drive drunk, she swervin’, tryna
Fuck, she’s cartain
Run around and stumble
Down, hit her head, she hurtin’
Drunk as fuck, sniffin’
Pills, wildin’ out, tell the
Bitch to chill
Cup of syrup and a
Blunt of purp
Which one of my
Homie’s gon’ fuck her first?
She in love with drugs, that
Pussy get licked up
Picked up, then dicked
Down, bitch, tell me who
Rich now?
You fuckin’ with the Most
Dope knuckleheads
Getting’ money, fuck the feds
Yeah that Stevie Wonder bread
Ain’t a rookie, uh
That bitch is famous
Snookie
One thing I won’t do
(What’s that?)
Pay for pussy!
She get a bunch of money
Spend it all on drugs
Mobbin’ with her bitches
Never fall in love
Dumpin’ out that
Yayo, sniffin’ all it up
Go ahead and hate her
Cause everybody does
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
I’m trippy mane, looking for
A trippy chick
That like to get fucked up
And do some trippy shit
Paperplanes rolled up I
Call them trippy sticks
Weed, pills, and the drank
(Codeine) she with it
Juicy got money and juicy
Got bitches
Smoking and drinking that
Charlie Sheen living
Up in this bitch keep two
Hoes with me
Poppin’ them superman
Pills getting freaky
(They freaky)
I like double D’s, she like double D’s
Shawty can’t lose
She play on both teams
Hell in her mouth, her
Becky fire
Molly pills, orange juice
Got the bitch wired
All my hoes got money and
They keep me higher
Then I line em’ up for a
Menage-a-tois-er
She get a bunch of money
Spend it all on drugs
Mobbin’ with her bitches
Never fall in love
Dumpin’ out that
Yayo, sniffin’ all it up
Go ahead and hate her
Cause everybody does
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
compositores: LEXUS LEWIS, INARA GEORGE, GREGORY KURSTIN, MC CORMICK MALCOLM JAMES
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She like it rough
And that’s rugby
I’m partyin’ where
There’s drugs free, this
Life to live, it don’t come
Cheap
Leave a hand print on her
Butt cheek, she give me
Head while I puff trees
I’m on drugs, she on drugs
Her nose just got bloody
Sniffin’ coke lines off
My dick, she ridin’
On that train
She crushin’ down
That powder, I’m
Puffin’ on this Sour
Been fuckin’ her for
Hours and I still ain’t
Got my nut
You fuckin’ with that
Molly, she ain’t gon’
Let you bust
Give me some while I hit the
Blunt, I’m in ya spirit, let me
Lift it up
If daddy come, get my shit
And run, he gon’ see my ass,
Go and get his gun
You a devil bitch, let me
Tell you that, feel like I
Been to hell and back
You textin’ me, addicted
You need me, you miss it
She crazy, she nasty
Everyday she harass me
I’m fuckin’ her to sleep
And then she pay for my taxi
God damn, the sun
Is comin’ up
That’s the last
Time that I’m
Gon’ be fuckin’
With them drugs
Yup
She get a bunch of money
Spend it all on drugs
Mobbin’ with her bitches
Never fall in love
Dumpin’ out that
Yayo, sniffin’ all it up
Go ahead and hate her
Cause everybody does
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
She got money, drugs
And freedom, blunts
What she’s cheefin’
She ain’t got a job, but
Fuck it, she don’t need one
Drive drunk, she swervin’, tryna
Fuck, she’s cartain
Run around and stumble
Down, hit her head, she hurtin’
Drunk as fuck, sniffin’
Pills, wildin’ out, tell the
Bitch to chill
Cup of syrup and a
Blunt of purp
Which one of my
Homie’s gon’ fuck her first?
She in love with drugs, that
Pussy get licked up
Picked up, then dicked
Down, bitch, tell me who
Rich now?
You fuckin’ with the Most
Dope knuckleheads
Getting’ money, fuck the feds
Yeah that Stevie Wonder bread
Ain’t a rookie, uh
That bitch is famous
Snookie
One thing I won’t do
(What’s that?)
Pay for pussy!
She get a bunch of money
Spend it all on drugs
Mobbin’ with her bitches
Never fall in love
Dumpin’ out that
Yayo, sniffin’ all it up
Go ahead and hate her
Cause everybody does
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
I’m trippy mane, looking for
A trippy chick
That like to get fucked up
And do some trippy shit
Paperplanes rolled up I
Call them trippy sticks
Weed, pills, and the drank
(Codeine) she with it
Juicy got money and juicy
Got bitches
Smoking and drinking that
Charlie Sheen living
Up in this bitch keep two
Hoes with me
Poppin’ them superman
Pills getting freaky
(They freaky)
I like double D’s, she like double D’s
Shawty can’t lose
She play on both teams
Hell in her mouth, her
Becky fire
Molly pills, orange juice
Got the bitch wired
All my hoes got money and
They keep me higher
Then I line em’ up for a
Menage-a-tois-er
She get a bunch of money
Spend it all on drugs
Mobbin’ with her bitches
Never fall in love
Dumpin’ out that
Yayo, sniffin’ all it up
Go ahead and hate her
Cause everybody does
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
Good damn, that’s a lucky ass bitch
compositores: LEXUS LEWIS, INARA GEORGE, GREGORY KURSTIN, MC CORMICK MALCOLM JAMES
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