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Mr. Lucci f Mr. Pookie

There They Go

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(Mr. Lucci)Say hold that down lil` daddy (wussup)ahh its nothin`man I thought I just seen the rollahsgon head and keep on chokin`do you see them scopin (where)over there wit the long4 g`s I bet I go get heror my name ain`t the wig splitta, should I nawI`m just flossin up on the scenelet me gon and drop mo screensnigga lets gon and splurge mo greenhop in the bourbon, poppin the ???, rockin the curb, in my excursion on these foolschop chop the block, then cock the glockspread the word here comes my crewLucci, tre 80 set straight ain`t no hate in the lone star statewhile we bake the cake, then brake the plateThem the south side playas that a ya datecause we B-A-L-L-I-N what I`m known fo knockin down yo stone do`wit 4 12`s and my chrome totefuck up in the reefer smokewhen I turned the corner wit my head blowntalkin` bout my business deals and my sprint phone wit iconsif you thank you sho they hold on cause Mr. Lucci puttin in workcandy apple below the seal wit a wood wheel sittin on some skirts(chorus repeat 2x)When we come around the block wit the glock cocked and I scream popthere they go, motherfucker there they goWhen we comin down the lane grippin grain let `em hang what they sayinwhere they go, motherfucker where they go(Mr. Pookie)Bendin corners on twanky twakwit double coated candy pain`tducked down in my bucket seats wit a box of sweets wit a cup of drankpuff the dank all through the streetsdrop the top, cock the heat, pop the trunkpop the screens, pop the do`s, point the beamstay in front sippin leanwit the bubblelize wit the candy queenwind choke to that sticky greenwit the triple beam sippin Dom Pits Pookie and Lucci all up in yo bootyhoes be like ohh weeman yall can`t see meice cold and extra thoedpoppin pills blowin dojas & d wit optimosyo ears bleed yo eye explodeThird degree wit the highest voltto the snipe nigga wit a double scopetha wrong words might cost yo throatmy nutz hang just like a ropebig wheels and a 100 spokesbig ball points still cash flowslang north star like lassosmall joints we pass doegettin how we live thothe wind blow wit my cash flowwhen we comin around the blockima drop the top and let my grill show(repeat chorus 2x)my glock a frind when I roll inwhen a cup of henn and my blue benzgutted out on 2 10`swit brake lite in the rear fen2 friends wit gold grinzholdin while I`m rollintwink twink on my pink pinkpuff puff on the good greennow how the hell you feel when we ridein shinein in the placediamondz all up in yo facebetta cuff yo hoe up out the waystand up straight and make way for these for these mothafuckin trill niggazalways quick to steal niggazhell yeah its the wig splittanow a whoz these niggaz wit the coolest figgazand a move these niggazand a groove these brizzasits a L-U-C-C in a crunk spot where the freaks bewit a crisp creasescopein out yo g-stringwat a sweet treatfrom the Nawff Dwe be wat you might call off the chain hoein a durango wit a strange glowin a stash spot where my thangs go when my banks lowand mob wit a tre 8-0everybody up on the block be likethere they go(repeat chours 2x)

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