Luci4
HAPPYMOTHERSDAY
[Intro: MajinBlxxdy]
What, what, what, what, what
What, what, what, what, what
What, what, what, what, what

[Verse: MajinBlxxdy]
[?] you always talkin' shit
Extended mag, I'ma empty the clip
Won't step out the car but, gon' shoot out the whip
He tough on the net, in real life he a bitch
[?] fuck all the opps lookin' sick
He tough as fuck til' we pull out them sticks
N***as some felines, n***as be pussy
We [?], y'all n***as rookies
I'ma go on the run if [?] tryna book me
And I'm shittin' on all the hoes that overlooked me
B.B. belt, but the Glock [?] my pants up
You hating on me n***a go get yo bands up
I'm [?], hold that boy for ransom
Yo bitch wanna fuck, she say that I'm handsome

[Verse: Luci4]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Devil may cry)
Look at me wrong, I’m sеttin’ it off
Smoking yo mom, that shit got me gone
I'm with yo bitch
Stop worrying you not
(?) she innocеnt
She is a thot
Gave that bitch ecstasy
(?) cut off
Bitch tried to play me
I gave her the talk
I already know when I pick up the phone
Sella talk crazy
We went to his home
He tried to fight me
I picked out his bones
N***as (?) touching me
I'm bout my own
I pull up 50 put three in his dome
He said outside
Then that house going get (?)
Pistol upside his head like a comb
Hollow tips in him his mouth finna foam
His momma crying like baby come home
I'm getting money do you need a loan
I'm in the whip and I'm sitting on chrome
Bitch
[Outro: Luci4]
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