Lyrics Almost Back - Lucki
Yo,
uh,
yo,
yo,
ayy
(Condo,
talk
to
me)
Yo,
uh,
ayy,
ayy
Ain't
got
nothin'
for
hoes
unless
she
the
one
that
buy
my
soul
Out
of
town,
in
and
out
coupes
I
miss
my
brother,
so
I
got
four
doors
Everything
we
say
true
You
live
your
life
tryna
impress
them
hoes
K9,
Mbox
blues
I
risk
my
life
just
to
wake
up
sober
More
money,
more
confusion
I
miss
that
genuine
love
you
showed
me
600
dollars
for
a
move
But
it's
all
cool,
we
ain't
runnin'
out
of
money
Everything
you
say
true
But
you
wasn't
here
'til
it
all
got
sunny
In
the
Scat
Pack
speedin'
like
a
dummy
Where
I'm
goin',
they
ain't
even
got
nothin'
for
me
Let
AJ
treat
me
like
a
dummy
All
the
other
hoes
think
they
gettin'
something
from
me
In
a
dream,
I
just
made
new
money
Woke
up,
it's
right
here
callin'
right
for
me
Bitch,
don't
get
it
confused
We
made
it
look
good
when
we
didn't
have
money
Niggas
spendin'
they
budget
on
views
I
don't
recoup
so
that
shit
keep
comin'
I
ain't
got
nothin'
for
hoes
unless
she
the
one
that
buy
my
soul
Out
of
town,
in
and
out
coupes
I
miss
my
brother,
so
I
got
four
doors
Ain't
got
nothin'
for,
uh,
unless
she
the,
uh,
woah,
ayy
I
ain't
got
nothin'
for
hoes
unless
she
the
one
that
buy
my,
uh,
woah
Woah,
woah
I
ain't
got
nothin'
for,
uh,
woah,
woah,
woah,
woah
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