Lyrics

What's up yall? This your girl Shawty D With your boy Husky on the track like Husky, I love you baby Cars, clothes, money Said you heard of love but do you know what love is I don't even know, but fuck it Praying on my chances I just hope I get lucky Cars, clothes, money Said you heard of love but do you know what love is I don't even know, but fuck it Praying on my chances I just hope I get lucky Hoping I get lucky She fuck with me she fucking me Hoping I get lucky That girl right there she stuck with me Hoping I get lucky We living oh so comfortably Hoping I get lucky I'm hoping I get, hoping I get Hoping I get lucky Baby do you trust me Look inside my eyes, tell me that you love me I said hoping that I'm lucky Baby do you want me, You looking so lovely, B.A.E no one above me My heart it keeps racin My body keep pacin I don't know which way to go I see that they talking She asked what they said, little baby I don't know I'm 'bout my bread I steal your head Give me the head to go Eat it and beat it She looking defeated I got her curling her toes Scratching and biting, from pillow fighting Hit her with lightning, this shit exciting I know you could do it, baby you trying My pot of gold my rainbow in the sky If I pulled your card now Baby are you worth it Baby are you worthless Can you make it work yea Girl you got me nervous Doing it on purpose Fucking go me cursing What's your name 777 Cars, clothes, money Said you heard of love but do you know what love is I don't even know, but fuck it Praying on my chances I just hope I get lucky Cars, clothes, money Said you heard of love but do you know what love is I don't even know, but fuck it Praying on my chances I just hope I get lucky
Writer(s): Derrick Craig Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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