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oh! - luclover lyrics

oh! lyrics
[intro]
d*mn aj, you goin’ crazy
oh*woah oh oh
yeah, oh*woah oh oh
uh, oh*woah oh oh

[chorus]
oh, got 12 on my ex, yeah the cops, they already know what we did (oh)
oh, balenciaga on my socks, they go in my muhf*ckin’ kicks (oh)
oh, that choppa’ got do do do do do, aim at your muhf*ckin’ ribs (oh)
oh, this sh*t shine brighter than your diamonds, it look like it came out the fridge (oh)
oh, we gon’ crash out on that muhf*cker’, heard he was talkin’ bout’ the kid
oh, we gon’ be rockin’ [?] taylors, i told that lil’ b*tch it’s the ricks (oh)
oh, i keep this lil’ hoe out the tally, i got a lil’ [?], she dip (oh)
oh, she beg me to hop in the foreign and tell me to cancel the trip, oh

[post*chorus]
i tell the [?] you a thotty, i just popped a molly, i feel out my body for real
i feel like mj’s body, i pass to this scotty, he shooting that b*tch off the k!ll (oh)
i’m off thе dome in the booth mane, y’all is a sh*t stain
i feel likе juice off the pills (oh)
i whip this sh*t up with aj, rip it like beyblades, this sh*t a game and we still

[verse]
and they don’t come up to the muhf*ckin’ [?]
they stay askin’ me for a muhf*ckin’ [?]
and i ain’t been hearin’ em’ talkin’ that sh*t no more, they heard the kid done got rich (oh)
that money, that money on, yeah, i tripped that boy, i can teach you how to flip
they funny, they funny, they funny to me, yeah boy
cameras come out and they switched
[chorus]
oh, got 12 on my ex, yeah the cops, they already know what we did (oh)
oh, balenciaga on my socks, they go in my muhf*ckin’ kicks (oh)
oh, that choppa’ got do do do do do, aim at your muhf*ckin’ ribs (oh)
oh, this sh*t shine brighter than your diamonds, it look like it came out the fridge (oh)
oh, we gon’ crash out on that muhf*cker’, heard he was talkin’ bout’ the kid
oh, we gon’ be rockin’ [?] taylors, i told that lil’ b*tch it’s the ricks (oh)
oh, i keep this lil’ hoe out the tally, i got a lil’ [?], she dip (oh)
oh, she beg me to hop in the foreign and tell me to cancel the trip, oh

[post*chorus]
i tell the [?] you a thotty, i just popped a molly, i feel out my body for real
i feel like mj’s body, i pass to this scotty, he shooting that b*tch off the k!ll (oh)
i’m off the dome in the booth mane, y’all is a sh*t stain
i feel like juice off the pills (oh)
i whip this sh*t up with aj, rip it like beyblades, this sh*t a game and we still (oh)

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