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[Lady
Uhh,
Lady
Def Jam
Shutting the game from the whip
To the
You in da
Yo
this

What ya'll gonna do when we the door
Buy out the bar then rush the (niggas)
ya whore, I puff the raw
Push a 4, wrist crush ya jaw
Don't trust a who rocking the Timberlands
Criminal Eminem don't act feminine
But talk slick and six hit your women
Ball like Wimbledon trucks like
It's them (who)
hotter then you
It's like cop car with my rocks in view
Pay to Luck a.k.a Chrissie Wallace
Chick about dollars, be a queen like Hollis
Rockwilders, pop collars, glock
At Any nigga out to ours
we lug shots, mug shots, all at you blood clots
One spot, gunshots, get the dem hot

(Chorus) x2
[A Kid Roots] (Lady Luck)
All my niggas and broads we the door (c'mon)
your drinks and rush the floor (c'mon)
We keep it hot wall to wall (c'mon)
From the front to the rear get it crunk in (yo, yo, yo, yeah)

[Lady
I came in the door, it before
Luck drunk till I fall to the floor
Come back for more, rock wall to
Ball till I score, out by the morn
How I dip and ride that whip I
On I-95 hed in the ride
Me and sipping Gin and The Juice
Jewelry to loose, jeans hang my boots
You keep think that you bullet
I put to your head give it a sunroof
Good God, my whole squad
And accounts is large
Puff (*couching*) Stay in Phat Farm and Sean John
shake yo ass like you want some cash
Nigga pump it like you want some ass
We flash, we blast
Whip crash, we
Got the on smash, with my sexy ass

(Chorus) x2

(Bridge)
[A Kid Roots] (Lady Luck)
Watch them boys they riot (ya ya ya yeah)
We came to in here (ya ya ya yeah)
Turn off lights in here (ya ya ya yeah)
We snatch y'all ice in

[Lady
I said me and my
off Excedrin
Luck better than half you veterans
In a hundred degree whether she got skin
Never deal problems if the cheddar ain't in
Let us begin on how y'all never will win
Vodka and gin will have my fist rocking ya
Smoke till like Lil Kim - slim
Light skin, fight men, life very
Move like lighting, can't do the wife
Keep an ice ring, lips very
Look this is my thing, the fat chick sing
I sex tracks with and ginseng
Love to bling bling, your glocks go Bing
Mines go BLOW BLOW, how you like me now
The flow, the style, the dough, pow
For Def Jam, Kev Liles, now it's

(Chorus) x2

Luck]
Bounce, c'mon, Def Jam (yeah)
(Ya ya yeah) Luck, Roots, Roots (yeah)
'cause-on, 'cause-on, on, party on
Uh ya ya (x3)