This is it, dope from the fly kid The Ice mic is back with the high bid Suckers you've lost 'cause players you're not, gangstas you ain't You're faintin
her psycho-ass over 6 months And only spread her legs to let me hit once Yeah, what you gonna say? I'm lucky? Tell the public that I was so ugly That
You're so hypnotizing Could you be the devil? Could you be an angel? Your touch magnetizing Feels like I am floating Leaves my body glowing They say
Maino: Just when I started to feel like there was no more hope-is when hope presented it self. And just like that my life changed. Man, so I guess tomorrow
sand out ya shoes And all of that changed since I met you So we can leave that old shit in the restroom Young Money!... [Jennifer] You've got me and I could not
be cuz of hip-hop music Or did the ones with the good sense not use it? Usually niggas don't know what to do when they back against the wall So they
Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get lucky and some get chosen Just like life, guns and roses Life is all about guns and roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get lucky
t waste it I got my foot on the line I'm not racin' I thank god that I am not basic I thank god that I am not basic I am not a human being [Verse 3:]
Goliath with a sling, This very moment I bring Put it on everything that I will retire with the ring, And I will retire with the crown, Yes! No I'm not lucky
, my dear Lucky that my lips not only mumble They spill kisses like a fountain Lucky that my breasts are small and humble So you don't confuse them with mountains Lucky
There wasn't no way that I was gonna ever leave them babies, and Proof Not many are lucky enough to have a guardian angel like you Lord I'm so thankful
Forrest run retard when I dump They take kindness for weakness, niggas don't respect that So me, I'm with that Ruger that Pump and that Tec at So look
must me wrong) Because I know but I don't care, Maybe I'm wrong, (You've got to be wrong) I know I'm wrong babe (You're so wrong) I'm so very very wrong
Yeah, you know technically I'm not even really supposed to be here right now So fuck it, might as well make the most of it Amen (Yeah) Amen (Feels good
faith? The questions will not let me sleep The dance is buried way too deep But the bottom lover, lover's keep Made by crazy faith You're not asking
mug and the watch, love me Half the hoes hate me, half them love me The one's that hate me only hate me 'cause they ain't fucked me And they say I'm lucky
on And cut your mic on But you don't even write songs But Hollywood make you spit like a python I meant Cobra, I'm so not sober I'm high like a Hollywood