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C-Bo f Lunasicc, 151

Til` My Casket Drops

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Chorus: C-BoAll I ever wanted was a pair of NikesA Lexus, a mansion and eternal lifeMaybe what it was, I was askin for too muchPrayin to God, thinkin `did he give a fuck?`Twelve years old, I was always toldEvery day I want it, that glitter ain`t goldBut fuck that shit, I want a twelve inch dickA Coupe, a chrome, and a money makin bitchVerse 1: C-BoA `Lac, front, back, man, I wish I had itIn a brim, Rolex down wit a automaticI be the shit, pimpin hoes from Cali to LouisvilleStrip em for money in Magic City and the A-T-LCos see these bitches ain`t shit but investmentsAnd they ain`t worth shit unless they makin profitI need a money-makin bitch to satisfy my needsSome pussy, dough, diamonds and G`sSo when I swoop in my coupe, out to get my lootCollect it from hookers more famous than Betty BooIt be that, legalised pimpin that`s keepin me above the waterFuck a bitch, get rich and live the life of a ballerCos a broke bitch ain`t nuttin but a downfallUnless she cement her money and her mind, y`allAnd wit straight-laced game is how ya take controlI been practisin the shit since twelve years oldChorusVerse 2: LunasiccOne foot in the grave and eleven inches insanePsychotic nigga named Lunasicc, squattin out them gold thangsSlappin these bitches, y`all can`t be laggin on the payrollLet`s get your ass right back to the track before your face get steezoI`m cold like the winter, get up in your flesh like a splinterI dash with the cash then mash on the gas, prepare a hog for dinnerCreepin when I`m sleepin, my bitch ya want coastedby the window, wit an AK ready for niggas wit their gunplayCap peelers, drug dealers, I thought you knewthat if you fuck wit one of my niggas then you`re fuckin wit the crewWe roll deep like sheep, always strapped wit some heatOriginal gangsta, fuck a prankster, ride my nuts like a beat, huhI`m bout it, bout it, but niggas like you, I doubt it, doubt itI come thru, drinkin blue lookin bout it, bout itReady for the gunplay, move the crowd like we the O-JaysBlastin like I`m crazy out the Colt wit my .3-80, MafiosoChorusVerse 3: 151Las Vegas, Lake Tahoe to RenoBitches on the highest floors of the casinosButt naked, checkin money by the G stackAs I pose at the crap tables, sippin on yakI`m just a baller, wit a grip of money-makin hoesMight catch em fo`-deep in a C-Ville on triple goldsWit cell phones and pagers as if it`s on a grindSo to keep em an X-rated pussy is a goldmineI`m on a major mission to increase my stacks to the highest climaxI`m wrapped up in my safe and G-pactsCrackin like green weed sacks, for slangin, for danglinyoungstas wit their pants hangin, gangbangin, .45 stanginAin`t no tamin, aimin, accurate, we hit em off and slid em offThey get off in the Valley, immaculately, sippin rally`sWinners are stackin chips up like alleysFrom Seattle to Cali, the North of Valley, niggaChorusBitch!

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