paroles de chanson LUXURY LIFE (feat. Coi Leray) - Busta Rhymes feat. Coi Leray
Yeah
Aye,
you
gon'
hold
me
down,
mama?
Best
believe
in
me,
daddy,
now
what
you
'bout
to
do?
Secure
another
win,
just
to
bring
it
back
and
empower
you
The
other
dude
I
was
with
We
ain't
talkin'
about
that
coward,
boo
'Cause
you
my
lil'
sis,
so
don't
turn
that
pussy
into
sour
fruit
Never
that,
let
me
rap
Fuck
the
cap,
'cause
girls
is
players
too,
remember
that?
Yeah,
you
know
just
how
to
act,
oh
yeah
You
learn
from
the
best,
that's
a
fact
If
a
nigga
violate
you,
I'ma
black
Be
cautious,
was
raised
by
teachers
that
was
flawless
We
'bout
to
make
'em
nauseous
Forget
about
the
flaws,
you
know
I'm
gorgeous
Talk
that
shit,
yeah
You
love
it
when
I
talk
my
shit
Mm-hmm,
you
know
just
who
the
boss
is
We
got
a
lot,
peep
the
way
these
niggas
fuckin'
with
the
bop
Pray
on
our
downfall
like
we
supposed
to
stop
Shit
is
funny,
right?
How
we
get
money,
like-
(in
indescribable
ways
they
can't
copy)
You
niggas
know
my
body
Pop
another
bottle,
pour
a
couple
of
shots
'Cause
we
gon'
spend
whatever
Luxury
life,
we
livin'
over
the
top
No
one
can
do
it
better
They
try
to
reject,
so
I
ain't
ever
alone
Ay,
ay,
ay,
ay
You
talk
too
much,
your
friends
is
callin'
my
phone
(Callin'
my
phone,
callin'
my
phone)
Yo,
every
time
that
I
touch
it,
you
know
it's
flammable
The
game
that
I
be
feedin'
you,
hope
you
got
some
collateral
The
way
I
function,
you
tryna
figure
out
my
mechanicals
Fuck
flowers,
it's
time
to
give
me
the
whole
botanical
See,
when
I
pull
up
and
park
in
the
intersection
When
you
see
me,
you
supposed
to
see
yourself
in
my
reflection
The
sunlight
reflectin'
off
the
moon
If
you
don't
mention
me
as
one
of
the
greatest
Your
train
of
thought
is
no
exception
Mm,
come
on
Busta,
I'm
immaculate
The
way
I'm
attackin'
these
bitches,
trackin'
it
They
askin'
how
I'm
havin'
it
Put
numbers
on
the
board,
Billboard
That's
where
I'm
trappin'
at
Big
plaques,
platinum
and
gold
up
in
my
habitat
Living
my
best
life,
why
they
mad
at
that?
Already
went
number
one,
yeah,
they
could
have
it
back
I
don't
even
drive,
I
just
sit
and
roll
up
in
the
back
He
wanna
get
high
then
slide
up
in
this
kitty
cat
(kitty
cat)
Pop
another
bottle,
pour
a
couple
of
shots
'Cause
we
gon'
spend
whatever
Luxury
life,
we
livin'
over
the
top
No
one
can
do
it
better
They
try
to
reject
so
I
ain't
ever
alone
Ay,
ay,
ay,
ay
You
talk
too
much,
your
friends
is
callin'
my
phone
(Callin'
my
phone,
callin'
my
phone)
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