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lucifer - calabasas freestyle كلمات الأغنية

[intro: drake, brandy & young thug]
shoutout giggs for settin’ the ting
sn1, ovo (excuse me, can i please talk to you for a minute?)
mm_hmm, (6ix) yeah, look (metro boomin want ’some more, n_gga)

[verse 1: drake]
you know how the paigon chit_chat goes
i like rs and vs and os
i don’t really play no tic_tac_toe
been with chubbs through highs and lows
we seen man last night, they froze
wasn’t no cameras, wasn’t no pose
just like that one time at ‘ch_lla
good thing man weren’t pullin’ out phones
staying in big six_six with woes
man start dissin’ and doin’ reposts
they do anything except road
still can’t see them after it snows
i don’t have time for the wasteman jokes
personal ting if i’m gettin’ up close
loyal to o ’cause i’ve taken a oath
versace hotel and i’m takin’ the robes
seen ’em in person, i’m seein’ a ghost
they told me relax ’cause they’re takin’ control
take all that sh_t up with p and his bro
i wish you the best, let me know how it goes
wanna be free and i wanna let go
we came around and you showed us the most
i know so much sh_t that i cannot expose
i keep it inside and i laugh on my own
got all the tea and i’m hottin’ it up
i need a shade mansion, a room’s not enough
you’re droppin’ some sh_t but that sh_t was a bust
they got no direction, they’re followin’ us
i come from a city that they never touch
your man is a goofy and he could get rushed
i can’t name a rapper or girl that i trust
i dream about turnin’ these yutes into dust
[break: sample & drake]
i made this record for you to jam, so you say
hey! hey! that’s that, hey! (yeah, yeah)
so you say (big scorpion, out now)
hey! hey! that’s that, hey!
yeah, look

[verse 2: drake]
you know how the paigon chit_chat goes
i like rs and vs and os
i don’t really play no tic_tac_toe
been with roxx through highs and lows
we seen man last night, they froze
wasn’t no cameras, wasn’t no pose
just like that one time at n0bu
good thing man weren’t pullin’ out phones
think you know me? that’s not true
we got ties in west end too
she came over and she got slewed
throwin’ up six like man had flu
i got way too big off views
back to the basics, i won’t lose
they wanna link when they got no chunes
they too worried ’bout sellin’ out shoes
i don’t give a f_ck about jeans and crep
or goin’ to milan or goin’ to the met
i just wanna make these songs for the set
i just wanna load that and let that wet
i got so much tings in the stash
fold up anyone, dun that clash
got no sense like jizzle and shh
big and bad like leader and shh
can’t do love ’cause they get too attached
phone get broke and whip get scratched
i’ma just take my knots in cash
they can never tie me down, that’s facts
all that bark but we know he’s a cat
i don’t really like goin’ tit for tat
i’ma just come like tat_tat_tat
i’ma just end that there, that’s that
[break: sample & drake]
i made this record for you to jam, so you say
hey! hey! that’s that, hey! (yeah, link up tv)
so you say (drizzy drake)
hey! hey! that’s that, hey!
maddas, jheeze!

[interlude: kanye west & brandy]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
aye, man, this sh_t gotta be club
car and p_ssy at the highest level, n_gga
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (excuse me, can i please talk to you for a minute?)

[verse 3: kanye west]
usher raymond chain, it’s too chilly! (chilly, chilly)
flew in for the fight, that’s that thug life
pac sittin’ shotgun next to suge knight
coogi, coogi, coogi, coogi on
feel like i’m in the movie, holmes
texted my consigliere
tell the maid leave the jacuzzi on
(who you tryna get crazy with? don’t you know i’m loco?)
that calabasas ‘cross the sweatshirt
i wear it to a meetin’ like a dress shirt
top shotta put the pressure
jamaican n_gga with the mesh shirt
there’s levels to my retail
the devil’s in the detail
n_ggas be typin’ hard as h_ll
goin’ heavy metal on the email
n_ggas be so emo
catchin’ feelings like a female
get quiet as a church mouse
phone soundin’ like a seash_ll
n_ggas get so choked up
i had to bring back the sprewells, ha, ha, ha
[outro: kanye west]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
aye, man, this sh_t gotta be club
car and p_ssy at the highest level, n_gga (6ix)

- lucifer

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