Yo
Yoo
Yo Marv
What up Luckz
Yo it's time
Right now, oh shit
You ready to roll
Ya bro, I'm ready to roll
Aight one
Alright let's go
Yo Marv
Is you ready to roll?
Got the silencer packed, and I also packed the scope
Got the money bags (bags)
And the fire for the smoke
Pass the keys to the truck cuz I'm ready to go
Everybody chill (chill)
I'll get em to calm down
Empty your wallets or I'm letting off this bomb now
As they runnin the money
You know I aint bluffing
Trying not to laugh (laugh)
Cuz shit ain't funny
I swear I'll shoot a man if he try and hide the bling
Give me the diamond rings, I just want the finer things
Looking like we work for bell, but we'll let it ring ring
Anything for the money, we just tryna cash in, cha ching
Can't catch a case, so we can't leave a trace
Moving in and out of these vaults like we moving thru a maze
Fillin' money bags (bags)
Like this shits a race (race)
Don't hesitate or shit'll escalate
I'm tryna escape okay
We did what we did and we will never ask why (why)
Now we stacking money to the mothaf*ckin sky (sky)
Now I got a problem but I'll never live a lie (lie)
Did what we did and we will never ask why
(Ching)
Hold up keep those hands up
I ain't never been the type of nigga
To think twice bout gettin' bands up
(Bout gettin' bands up)
I welcome hate they fan club
Got game and I'm handsome
Now put the f*cking money in my hand son
Holdin' y'all for ransom
Need a bag and then some
Fine ass hunnies, make up on they face
Big titties, slim waist
Rob the bank without a trace
Don't need a case, when a witness cannot show they face
(Nah)
Putting fear into my enemies eyes
I don't reside
In the lane where I don't ever try
It's no surprise
Me and Luckz acquire bags no demise
They supersize
Graduated up from selling them dimes and now I slide
(Slide)
We did what we did and we will never ask why (why)
Now we stacking money to the mothaf*ckin sky (sky)
Now I got a problem but I'll never live a lie (lie)
Did what we did and we will never ask why
Yo slow the f*ck down you driving too fast
Chill chill chill bro I got this, I got this
Theres a cop right there
Don't even worry about it, I'm about to lose em right now
Aww f*ck now they're on our f*cking tale
Aww shit, f*ck
Luckz - Why Lyrics
Luckz - Why Lyrics
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Yo
Yoo
Yo Marv
What up Luckz
Yo it's time
Right now, oh shit
You ready to roll
Ya bro, I'm ready to roll
Aight one
Alright let's go
Yo Marv
Is you ready to roll?
Got the silencer packed, and I also packed the scope
Got the money bags (bags)
And the fire for the smoke
Pass the keys to the truck cuz I'm ready to go
Everybody chill (chill)
I'll get em to calm down
Empty your wallets or I'm letting off this bomb now
As they runnin the money
You know I aint bluffing
Trying not to laugh (laugh)
Cuz shit ain't funny
I swear I'll shoot a man if he try and hide the bling
Give me the diamond rings, I just want the finer things
Looking like we work for bell, but we'll let it ring ring
Anything for the money, we just tryna cash in, cha ching
Can't catch a case, so we can't leave a trace
Moving in and out of these vaults like we moving thru a maze
Fillin' money bags (bags)
Like this shits a race (race)
Don't hesitate or shit'll escalate
I'm tryna escape okay
We did what we did and we will never ask why (why)
Now we stacking money to the mothaf*ckin sky (sky)
Now I got a problem but I'll never live a lie (lie)
Did what we did and we will never ask why
(Ching)
Hold up keep those hands up
I ain't never been the type of nigga
To think twice bout gettin' bands up
(Bout gettin' bands up)
I welcome hate they fan club
Got game and I'm handsome
Now put the f*cking money in my hand son
Holdin' y'all for ransom
Need a bag and then some
Fine ass hunnies, make up on they face
Big titties, slim waist
Rob the bank without a trace
Don't need a case, when a witness cannot show they face
(Nah)
Putting fear into my enemies eyes
I don't reside
In the lane where I don't ever try
It's no surprise
Me and Luckz acquire bags no demise
They supersize
Graduated up from selling them dimes and now I slide
(Slide)
We did what we did and we will never ask why (why)
Now we stacking money to the mothaf*ckin sky (sky)
Now I got a problem but I'll never live a lie (lie)
Did what we did and we will never ask why
Yo slow the f*ck down you driving too fast
Chill chill chill bro I got this, I got this
Theres a cop right there
Don't even worry about it, I'm about to lose em right now
Aww f*ck now they're on our f*cking tale
Aww shit, f*ck
Yoo
Yo Marv
What up Luckz
Yo it's time
Right now, oh shit
You ready to roll
Ya bro, I'm ready to roll
Aight one
Alright let's go
Yo Marv
Is you ready to roll?
Got the silencer packed, and I also packed the scope
Got the money bags (bags)
And the fire for the smoke
Pass the keys to the truck cuz I'm ready to go
Everybody chill (chill)
I'll get em to calm down
Empty your wallets or I'm letting off this bomb now
As they runnin the money
You know I aint bluffing
Trying not to laugh (laugh)
Cuz shit ain't funny
I swear I'll shoot a man if he try and hide the bling
Give me the diamond rings, I just want the finer things
Looking like we work for bell, but we'll let it ring ring
Anything for the money, we just tryna cash in, cha ching
Can't catch a case, so we can't leave a trace
Moving in and out of these vaults like we moving thru a maze
Fillin' money bags (bags)
Like this shits a race (race)
Don't hesitate or shit'll escalate
I'm tryna escape okay
We did what we did and we will never ask why (why)
Now we stacking money to the mothaf*ckin sky (sky)
Now I got a problem but I'll never live a lie (lie)
Did what we did and we will never ask why
(Ching)
Hold up keep those hands up
I ain't never been the type of nigga
To think twice bout gettin' bands up
(Bout gettin' bands up)
I welcome hate they fan club
Got game and I'm handsome
Now put the f*cking money in my hand son
Holdin' y'all for ransom
Need a bag and then some
Fine ass hunnies, make up on they face
Big titties, slim waist
Rob the bank without a trace
Don't need a case, when a witness cannot show they face
(Nah)
Putting fear into my enemies eyes
I don't reside
In the lane where I don't ever try
It's no surprise
Me and Luckz acquire bags no demise
They supersize
Graduated up from selling them dimes and now I slide
(Slide)
We did what we did and we will never ask why (why)
Now we stacking money to the mothaf*ckin sky (sky)
Now I got a problem but I'll never live a lie (lie)
Did what we did and we will never ask why
Yo slow the f*ck down you driving too fast
Chill chill chill bro I got this, I got this
Theres a cop right there
Don't even worry about it, I'm about to lose em right now
Aww f*ck now they're on our f*cking tale
Aww shit, f*ck
Writer: Luis Migueles, Marvin Ceron
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid