LUKAKU Songtext
von Cochise
LUKAKU Songtext
Huh, huh, yeah
Shawty know that, hm-hmm
I can get this money, I can count it in like hm-hmm
Shawty in the back of the crib, it be like, "Hm-hmm"
All my niggas countin′ up the blue, I'm talkin′ "Uh-huh"
(Uh-huh, ayy, Uu-huh, yeah)
Bitch, I'm 'bout my blue I feel like Nipsey (feel like Nipsey), huh
I been off the drink, I′m feelin′ tipsy (I'm feelin′ tipsy), huh
Kamisaki on my chest, I'm feelin′ crispy (yeah, crispy)
Yeah, I thought I told you, I been stackin' bread like Jiffy (I thought I told you)
I thought I told you, I got power like I′m 50 (I thought I told you)
I thought I told, you could throw it like a Frisbee (I thought I told you)
I thought I told you, I can sing just like I'm Whitney (I thought I told you)
Yee, yee (yeah, yeah)
Yee, yee (ha, yeah)
Yee, yee (yeah, yeah)
Yee, yee
Baddie (yee, yee)
On me (yee, yee, yeah)
Ride it (yee, yee, yeah)
Pony (yee, yee, yeah)
Give me (yee, yee, yeah)
Coney (yee, yee, yeah)
Patek (yee, yee, yeah)
Rollie (yee, yee, yeah)
Ricky (yee, yee, yeah)
Louis (yee, yee, yeah)
Try me (yee, yee)
Toolie (got the tool)
Thought I told you (told you)
Got my racks up (got my racks up)
Now I'm older (older)
Gotta bent up, yeah, got a fold up
Yeah, it get colder, yeah, it get polar (it polar)
Yeah (yeah), okay (yeah, okay)
Countin′ bucks, yeah, okay
Fittin′ bucks, yeah, okay
Feel like Giannis (yeah, okay)
I'm a Buck (huh, okay)
Like, where my cup? My pinky up
Yeah, she say me too fancy
Shawty pull up on me and say that I′m too nasty (yeah)
Cash yo' money, I can make it flip just like I′m-
Cash yo' money, I can make it flip just like I′m Lashley
I don't want a Mary or a Jane, I want a Ashley
Yee, yee
Yee, yee
Yee, yee
Yee, yee
Baddie (yee, yee)
On me (yee, yee)
Ride it (yee, yee)
Pony (yee, yee)
Give me (yee, yee)
Coney (yee, yee)
Patek (yee, yee)
Rollie (yee, yee)
Ricky (yee, yee)
Louis (yee, yee)
Try me (yee, yee)
Toolie (yee)
Uh-huh, yeah
Shawty think I'm-, uh-huh
I can get this money, I could talk, it be, uh-huh
Shawty in the back of the crib, it be like, uh-huh
All my niggas countin′ up the bread, I′m talkin'-
Shawty know that, hm-hmm
I can get this money, I can count it in like hm-hmm
Shawty in the back of the crib, it be like, "Hm-hmm"
All my niggas countin′ up the blue, I'm talkin′ "Uh-huh"
(Uh-huh, ayy, Uu-huh, yeah)
Bitch, I'm 'bout my blue I feel like Nipsey (feel like Nipsey), huh
I been off the drink, I′m feelin′ tipsy (I'm feelin′ tipsy), huh
Kamisaki on my chest, I'm feelin′ crispy (yeah, crispy)
Yeah, I thought I told you, I been stackin' bread like Jiffy (I thought I told you)
I thought I told you, I got power like I′m 50 (I thought I told you)
I thought I told, you could throw it like a Frisbee (I thought I told you)
I thought I told you, I can sing just like I'm Whitney (I thought I told you)
Yee, yee (yeah, yeah)
Yee, yee (ha, yeah)
Yee, yee (yeah, yeah)
Yee, yee
Baddie (yee, yee)
On me (yee, yee, yeah)
Ride it (yee, yee, yeah)
Pony (yee, yee, yeah)
Give me (yee, yee, yeah)
Coney (yee, yee, yeah)
Patek (yee, yee, yeah)
Rollie (yee, yee, yeah)
Ricky (yee, yee, yeah)
Louis (yee, yee, yeah)
Try me (yee, yee)
Toolie (got the tool)
Thought I told you (told you)
Got my racks up (got my racks up)
Now I'm older (older)
Gotta bent up, yeah, got a fold up
Yeah, it get colder, yeah, it get polar (it polar)
Yeah (yeah), okay (yeah, okay)
Countin′ bucks, yeah, okay
Fittin′ bucks, yeah, okay
Feel like Giannis (yeah, okay)
I'm a Buck (huh, okay)
Like, where my cup? My pinky up
Yeah, she say me too fancy
Shawty pull up on me and say that I′m too nasty (yeah)
Cash yo' money, I can make it flip just like I′m-
Cash yo' money, I can make it flip just like I′m Lashley
I don't want a Mary or a Jane, I want a Ashley
Yee, yee
Yee, yee
Yee, yee
Yee, yee
Baddie (yee, yee)
On me (yee, yee)
Ride it (yee, yee)
Pony (yee, yee)
Give me (yee, yee)
Coney (yee, yee)
Patek (yee, yee)
Rollie (yee, yee)
Ricky (yee, yee)
Louis (yee, yee)
Try me (yee, yee)
Toolie (yee)
Uh-huh, yeah
Shawty think I'm-, uh-huh
I can get this money, I could talk, it be, uh-huh
Shawty in the back of the crib, it be like, uh-huh
All my niggas countin′ up the bread, I′m talkin'-
Writer(s): Terrell Cox, Beck Unruh, Eli Kahler, Cameron O Brien Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
