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letra de luka in la - enphamus

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[intro]
yeah
everything i touch turn to f-ckin’ gold, n-gga
ayy, know we got luca in la, i got luka in la, uh

[verse]
i flew out my shooter to la (from dallas), ‘bron could’ve took his over luca (uh-huh, him?)
if you really ain’t ready to die, stay away from the smoke and go pick up a hookah (daniel, what’s up? yeah, facts)
thank god i ain’t crash in the street, gotta live out my dream, i ain’t die like luther
that’s ain’t no disrespect to martin, don’t try to be funny and die ’bout a blue ball (blood)
on ig postin’ that p sh-t (huh?), when i heart that b-tch, she delete it (a goofy)
two guns, they know i’m on peak sh-t (‘fore i blast), f-ck i look like drivin’ a v6? (skrrt, vroom)
when i lay, it look like i’m on creep sh-t (creep sh-t), red bottoms, i don’t get my feet did (yeah)
diamonds neck, b-tch, i been got my t–th did (bling), n-ggas die, that was covid, thе street sh-t (i’m tellin’ ya)
maybach feel like an impala (skrrt), came from nothin’, you cannot takе the hood out (i’m tellin’ ya)
only took your ass down ’cause you stood out (rob), i was down on my d-ck, but i’m good now (i’m straight)
ask my mama, we came out the swamp (the swamp), ain’t have nothin’ to our name but a d-mn dump (like shrek)
bein’ an opp, i just used to put hands on you (d-mn), thank god, my gun could’ve jammed on me (boom)
got a bad lil’ b-tch from the 6 zone (6 zone), lamb’ chop, lil’ b-tch, i got ricks on me (lanvins)
feds watchin’, bro, bring me the fish bone (scale), motorola, i jugg off a flip phone (trappin’)
on ei, juggin’ on a moped, trap, rappin’, but where is your dope at? (where is your dope?)
say you blood, n-gga, where is your folks at? (where is your folks?), big back on the yacht, this a boat back (yeah)

[chorus]
i’m a godd-mn fool, you heard, didn’t it? sh-t talkin’, my chain got a t-rd in it (ugh)
how the f-ck this a trap, ain’t no birds in it? (aw) maybach drive quiet like ferb in it (phineas)
ain’t believe what you heard, but you learned, didn’t it?
don’t leave nothin’ with a b-tch but some sperm in her
n-gga tweakin’, his blunt got sherm in it, i’ll straighten sh-t out like a perm in it (tweakin’, n-gga, you tweakin’, you high)
real n-gga, i f-ck with the locals (i f-ck with locals), since 12, i ain’t f-ck with the po-po (f-ck 12)
i be too quick to let a b-tch go-go (bye), she’ll be right back like a yo-yo (oh, come here)
she’ll be right back like a frisbee (i’m tellin’ ya), she’ll be right back like a boomerang
had a gun when i used to watch disney (i’m tellin’ ya), i been thuggin’ since way back, pootie tang (p-ssy)
[interlude]
p-ssy, i’m tellin’ ya everything i touch turn to f-ckin’ gold, n-gga
mansa musa, the midas touch, n-gga
tellin’ ya, now i’ll take a year off this sh-t, n-gga, come back, n-ggas still ain’t f-ckin’ with me
i ain’t got no f-ckin’ writer, n-gga, this sh-t come off—
come off top like a— like a receding hairline, p-ssy
check me (go)

[chorus]
i’m a godd-mn fool, you heard, didn’t it? sh-t talkin’, my chain got a t-rd in it (ugh)
how the f-ck this a trap, ain’t no birds in it? (aw) maybach drive quiet like ferb in it (phineas)
ain’t believe what you heard, but you learned, didn’t it?
don’t leave nothin’ with a b-tch but some sperm in her
n-gga tweakin’, his blunt got sherm in it, i’ll straighten sh-t out like a perm in it (tweakin’, n-gga, you tweakin’, you high)
real n-gga, i f-ck with the locals (i f-ck with locals), since 12, i ain’t f-ck with the po-po (f-ck 12)
i be too quick to let a b-tch go-go (bye), she’ll be right back like a yo-yo (oh, come here)
she’ll be right back like a frisbee (i’m tellin’ ya), she’ll be right back like a boomerang
had a gun when i used to watch disney (i’m tellin’ ya), i been thuggin’ since way back, pootie tang (p-ssy)

- enphamus

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