paroles de chanson Luscious Bandana - Luscious Duncan

Alright, look at the truth, y'all all ain't no shit, but some bitches
Mrs. This Is Mr. Vicious, here I am on 70 figures
Fuck a billion, got a googolplex, who is next, my bank account will
Take you down, I'm takin' checks, don't write 'em out, ain't wastin' pens on

Bullshit, hold this blunt, I need the mic, I'm bleedin' like I'm
Jesus blowin' weed smoke, that reefer multiply my high, I'm
Deuced up, double it, couple of cups of hunnids, mix it
Which of these bitches is ugly, bring em to me cause I'mma fix it, I'm

Delicious, Luscious lickin' titties, tasty, I'mma get it bassy
Baste it, I'll deface it with graffiti Dick Tracy, I'm a
Lady killer, fill her up with baby mixer, get her pregnant
It ain't like I know her, it don't matter, I still get elected

President, resident weed-blower gets a lesson in a
Showroom, I'mma show you how to smoke a pound in seconds
Invested in getting bless-ed, gotta jump rope necklace, gotta
Hundred hoes textin', sign my name by the box I'm checkin' yesses

Luscious D... Luscious Duncan.