LUCKI - I Don't Care... (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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LUCKI - I Don't Care... (en) Lyrics
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You don't love me like you say you did
The niggas who scream they don't
lack just got caught without it
If it's my time to go, make
sure I die with some class
These niggas love these hoes, stickin'
trackers up they ass
I see a bitch I had hangin'
'round the stu', I laugh
You catch your ho with us, she
bound to probably go out bad
You probably hit these hoes, I know
these hoes make niggas mad
I can't go out my way, she'll find
another, I can't bite the bait
14.5 for a crate, real Quagen
seals, wouldn't do the fakes
I ain't beefin' with no rapper,
I got shit to do
If you see me and its up, then
gon' and do what you gon' do
Out here fuckin' on this bitch like
I ain't fucked a ho in years
My closet big as Sears, I got
so rich, shit bring me tears
Play the part like Moses, keep
it fresh like roses (Oh)
Catch me in the fridge,
right where the ice be
Solid nigga, got more stripes
than seersucker
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Look so good, yeah, look
so sweet (Hey)
Cross me ain't no going back, It's
stuck forever, I don't need you
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Diamonds on my wrist, so
he call me ice cream
Black shades, black limousine, uh
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Chillin' like a villain,
yeah, ra-ra-ra
Black gun, black magazine, uh
Havin' fun with it, I'm a king, uh
Die hard fiend for that lean, uh
Na, na-na-na-na (Hey)
If you know what I mean
If you switch and you die, be happy
Them hoes online don't like me,
I wanna fuck 'em anyway
Snow cone chilly, get it
free like Willy (Oh)
It's us
Ay, ay-ay-ay
Rapper opp, I ain't gonna
diss 'em, he could D-I-E
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Baby, you deserve a treat
G23 a plastic pistol, blue T-I-P
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I know you like me
shots at the king
You're the only touch, yeah,
that get me meltin'
That's my sneaky shit, she love
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00:01:36,900 --> 00:01:40,500
You're the cherry piece, just
stay on top of me, so
You could double-dip 'cause
I know you like me
You can take it however you want, but
its what it's supposed to mean
I got paid to blow for days,
niggas in the way
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And I poured up by the ocean, these
niggas say I'm boastin'
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Lotta Cash Tune, this shit
way bigger than motion
I like it like this
I bought another space ship, still
drive it like it's stolen
I'm balancin' relationships, my
bitch okay with the program
Lotta Cash Tune, this shit
way bigger than motion
Living what I read on a paper
that I wrote a lot
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