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letra de luminati - joladii

luminati lyrics
world!
in the world!
all the money in the world!

i’m back on my bullsh-t
no devil emoji
you don’t know where that’s from
that means you ain’t a og
if he ain’t ’bout the f-ckin’ dough, you ain’t f-ckin’ with him
everybody fallin’ from the sky
call it chicken little
watch out for the plug
he don’t like it when you in the middle
watch out for the plug he don’t like it when you in the middle
man, i’m telling you, jessica
i don’t like you sentimental
i don’t even like when you try to get all up in my mental
i don’t even like when you do opinions and consequentials
and all these f-cking incidentals
i never get the f-cking picture cause you
messin’ with me and you never get the right n-gga
i just gotta say i’m a motherf-ckin’ bright n-gga
unh, i got the mothaf-ckin’ rights n-gga, unh
i got the money for the lights n-gga, ooh
i got that money for the ice n-gga
i got that money for your wife n-gga
do you got that money for this life n-gga
do you even have money for life n-gga?
say you no go chop, you know my price, n-gga
and i don’t even think that this is right, n-gga
you out here strugglin’ and i’m hangin’ out right with ya’
i don’t know how you don’t recall when i painted a picture
you might just be an alcoholic
go put down the liquor
need a —d-mn gucci wallet
i need all the money in the world
i say she a serpent
money in the world
tell me who you serve
money and the world
tell me who you serve
i stopped doing percs
had to get to work
leave these b-tches in the dirt
i don’t got time to flirt, (whoo-ooh-ooh-ohh)
f-cked up, i’m a real life anomaly
record the sh-t twice just to say the sh-t properly
uh, did he sell his soul?
probably
sike
gettin’ money like a mauf-ckin’ lottery
get high so the b-tch can never bother me
give her d-ck like a robbery
it’s a stick up
everybody follow me
we gon’ take the money overseas
embezzlement and forgery
murder in the first degree
money is a curse to me
rappin’ all the f-ckin’ time
what if i worked at burger king
spitting on your onion rings
man that rings a f-cking bell
must’ve been a f-ckin’ thing, ooh, ooh
and as far as i know, i can see a f-ckin’ shady lurkin’
but what do i know about vinyls
man, you v-g-n-s are so worthless
i been through tribulations, trials, all while tryna find my purpose
b-tch, you better come correct
why you think i left my ex?
actin’ ratchet all in public b-tch like what the f-ck is that?
all these parties and n0body’s inviting me
a little bit of percocet
it helps with my anxiety
took a little molly cause the b-tch would not stop trying me
i know you’re really sad to see me cope with this reality
all the nicotine and percocets got me feeling just like my ex, uh
stuck where the f-ck i’m at
b-tch you’re the only one stuck where you’re at
i just did some cocaine
i’m higher than a b-tch
i just took some molly
i feel flyer than a b-tch
feelin’ ‘like the most high
messiah in this b-tch
carryin’ these n-ggas
man, mariyah in this b-tch
yeah, she worked for me but i ended up firing the b-tch
’cause her attitude was worthless
and entitlement’s a b-tch

- joladii

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