Lyrics YFN Lucci – Think I Lost It
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(Think it’s a game?)
(It’s Buddha beats)
(Ugh, ugh, hey)
They gon’ think I lost it
They gon’ think I lost it
And the top, I lost it
Forgiato offset
And I’m drippin’, faucet
Aye, they gon’ think I lost it
They gon’ think I lost it
And her top, she lost it
So, the top, I lost it, yeah
This shit big as a Suburban
She never heard of it (Skrrt, skrrt)
I’m in both lanes, just to swerve it
She puttin’ that work in
Aye, I got less than 5 Percs and
Can’t see a person
Aye, if I had to pay for it
Girl you know I’d purchase
Let me purchase, let me, let me purchase
Buy Fendi purses
Buy Chanel, and Birkin
Aye, that pack land on Thursday
Someone might get nervous
How you fly a bird in?
How you fly a bird in?
Aye, like 2pac, I’m burdened
I just made a mil off servin’
I know only the real gon’ feel me
And I know the deaf gon’ hear
I’ma sleep on a mil this year
Tryna have 5 M’s this year
Have me lookin’ like M, M, M
They gon’ think I lost it
And the top, I lost it
Forgiato offset
And I’m drippin’, faucet
Aye, they gon’ think I lost it
They gon’ think I lost it
And her top, she lost it
So, the top, I lost it, yeah
Ok, yo work it, bitch go on and work it
And I threw ’bout me a
Quarter in that bitch on purpose
The way my wrists hurt, it probably broken
And the bank, I broke it
I can’t fuck no broke bitch
I can’t stand my old bitch (Yeah)
Girl, come bend it over for me
Tell me what all you need
I won’t tell you it’s guaranteed
Now she’s yellin’ out «Marry me!»
But I’m married to the money
Love carat like a bunny
In Paris with a bunny, yeah
Look, everything painted red
I got different bread
Got some white, wheat
Honey oat and Panera bread (Yeah)
Plus I’m thoroughbred (Yeah)
And my dogs set
Tell my girl I know I like that pussy bald-head
They gon’ think I lost it
And the top, I lost it
Forgiato offset
And I’m drippin’, faucet
Aye, they gon’ think I lost it
They gon’ think I lost it
And her top, she lost it
So the top, I lost it, yeah
Album
Soulfly – 3
