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lirik lagu lucky ass bitch – mac miller


lucky *ss b*tch
(feat. juicy j)

[juicy j]
ol’ ratchet *ss b*tch
(f*ck me) tryna get your hustle on
ain’t no n*gg* gunna pay your m*th*f*ckin’ bills, b*tch
get your own sh*t, i don’t give a f*ck, ho
mac miller, tell these hoes what’s up, man

[verse 1: mac miller]
she sayin’ f*ck me, f*ck me, she like it rough and that’s rugby
i’m partyin’ where there’s drugs free, this life to live, it don’t come cheap
leave a hand print on her b*tt cheek, she give me head while i puff trees
i’m on drugs, she on drugs, her nose just got bl**dy
sniffin’ c*ke lines off my d*ck, she ridin’ on that train
she crushin’ down that powder, i’m puffin’ on this sour
been f*ckin’ her for hours and i still ain’t got my nut
you f*ckin’ with that molly, she ain’t gon’ let you bust
give me some while i hit the blunt, i’m in ya spirit, let me lift it up
if daddy come, get my sh*t and run, he gon’ see my *ss, go and get his gun
you a devil b*tch, let me tell you that, feel like i been to h*ll and back
you textin’ me, addicted, you need me, you miss it
she crazy, she nasty, everyday she har*ss me
i’m f*ckin’ her to sleep and then she pay for my taxi
god d*mn, the sun is comin’ up
that’s the last time that i’m gon’ be f*ckin’ with them drugs
yup

[hook]
she get a bunch of money, spend it all on drugs
mobbin’ with her b*tches, never fall in love
dumpin’ out that yayo, sniffin’ all it up
go ahead and hate her, cause everybody does

god d*mn, that’s a lucky *ss b*tch [x4]

[verse 2: mac miller]
she got money, drugs and freedom, blunts what she’s cheefin’
she ain’t got a job, but f*ck it, she don’t need one
drive drunk, she swervin’, tryna f*ck, she’s certain
run around and stumble down, hit her head, she hurtin’
drunk as f*ck, sniffin’ pills, wildin’ out, tell the b*tch to chill
cup of syrup and a blunt of purp
which one of my homie’s gon’ f*ck her first?
she in love with drugs, that p*ssy get licked up
picked up, then d*cked down, b*tch, tell me who rich now?
you f*ckin’ with the most dope knuckleheads
gettin’ money, f*ck the feds, yeah that stevie wonder bread
ain’t a rookie, uh, that b*tch is famous, snookie
one thing i won’t do, (what’s that?) pay for p*ssy

[hook]

[verse 3: juicy j]
i’m trippy mane, looking for a trippy chick
that like to get f*cked up and do some trippy sh*t
paper planes rolled up i call them trippy sticks
weed, pills, and the drank (codeine)— she with it
juicy got money and juicy got b*tches
smoking and drinking that charlie sheen living
up in this b*tch keep two hoes with me
poppin’ them superman pills getting freaky (they freaky)
i like double d’s, she like double d’s
shawty can’t lose, she play on both teams
h*ll in her mouth, her becky fire
molly pills, orange juice got the b*tch wired
all my hoes got money and they keep me higher
then i line em’ up for a menage-a-tois-er

[hook]


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