Lyrics:
Hello, Boys and Girls.
This is a story that I like to call, ''Peter and the Wolf''.
Are you sitting comfortably?
Are you!?
Good, then let's begin....
the what
But what you do with little power in you arms
It is not the when, the where, the why
But what is left after chaos and good luck charms
So go
be
How things turned so bad
And how it would be
If there was just a little speck of luck
For you and me, tell me
What we are
Baby´s sleeping
the daughter win
Must with the mother first begin
Diligence is the mother of good luck
Diligence is the mother of good luck
They don't need to know my name
luck
Get it and get it good, now
Yes, I know
I have so much trouble
The women that I'm lovin' is followed me all around
I can tell by her action, she
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Hold on, huh i make this shit look
Hold on, hold on, look, huh
I make this shit look good, uh
Flexin' on 'em
zone
All the SHIT I did for her like keeping her rich
I swear when I get out, I'm gonna kill the bitch
Well by now you should know it was just my luck
by the end of the night
When I’m
Down bad on my luck tryna find healin’
Prayin’ to the Heavens when nobody seem to hear me
The older me called and told
that's okay
Smokin' by the cliffs in Santa Fe
It's a damn good life, try to say your grace
I take a shard of the glass, jam it in your face
I leave you
People asking if it's luck
Sorry my chain biting
See I try to keep it tucked
Rollin up illegal stuff
Backwoods full of za
Foreign truck tinted up
Bad bitch
on the seventh month, seven doctors they say.
I've got lots of good luck, you know they all agree.
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe,
you better
out of luck with a nigga
cause you wanna make shit tough for a nigga hey
I've had some good time and i've had some bad times
made bad decisions that's
Good is good and bad is bad
You don't know which one you had
She put your books out on the sidewalk
Now they're blowing 'round
They won't
Good days
Cause I've had good days
Bad days
Good days
Good days become my bad days lately
Good days
Bad days
Good days
Good days become my bad days
go away
Oh Eddie can't you see how
Your luck turns everything from good to bad
Bad luck don't bother Eddie
He thinks we're superstitious
It only comes
luck baby you are gonna see
That I was the best you'd ever meet
So take a good look as you watch me leave.
I'm not your woman, I'm not your toy
I'm not
a Thug I'm a Boss call it Trap Trap Trap
Battle rap case I need a Chilla Jones mindset
You got a good setup so I ain't buying anything
Your flow you can
ask for more head
By that time I done move on
Make no sound like Corvette
Kiki hit me like what you on
Wait wait
That skeez too bad mind I cut you off
Feels good being bad
Putting g's on black
If we lose, we've still won
No odds can change that
(C Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
(C Notes by
talk
I'm a change the game by the way I walk
Switched it up like a golf course dick hit her tonsil she turned horse
Fucked her so good scream ole boy
matters is I'm happy
Dude
And I be happy long as I get good soul food
UGK sayin peace out, and plenty of luck
And she could keep usin Pimp C
Uh, just a use
of luck
The pussy was good, but she was ugly as fuck
Chorus
Verse 3
Marquis:
Haulin' ass, trying to hurry up and get there
'Cause I can't be seen
hat a good cock
To the side and do my damn Diddy bop
I'm the man to be watched
Or the nigga to see
If you want it, then I got it
You can get it from me
Woke up with happiness in my veins
Seems like it´s starting another day
All I have to do is believe in myself
And move on
Luck and good vibes are
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