Finesse - LUCKI

Finesse - LUCKI

  • Album: Body High

  • Year of release: 2014
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 3:25

Below is the lyrics of the song Finesse , artist - LUCKI with translation

Lyrics " Finesse "

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Finesse

LUCKI

Ok now last night oh boy, I worked the whole block by myself

I sell these pills to who don’t need them then I pop 'em myself

I call these yaps the Lucki Eck$, feel like I’m poppin' myself

And still count that Cheddar Bob, like I be poppin' myself

Cause baby I know you know me, and I’m knowin' you do

We got the whole summer ahead and still a lil' snow with you

Who you get from?

So and so?

Ok, remind to rob him

Finesse that bitch up out his number, told her she’ll make some profit

I call him, 'Its Lucki bro, I got your number from this bitch

I can move your work around my school

You should front me some of that shit'

And he like 'Aw shit, gon' head say thanks to that bitch

Bruh my shit was passin' slow, turn that game speed up a bit'

Now he like 'Lucki you bogus', that life, should know who to trust

Just keep calm my nigga I rather be robbed than called a bust

Now he texting all on my phone

Talkin' 'bout he gon' be at my school

Just meet me at Class Finesse cause I just graduated fool

You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know

I’m that handicapper car, no sticker still won’t get towed

You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know

You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know

You been finessed by finesser, boss that nigga you know

My money, finesse, is rare, finesse

These checks, finesse

Everything finesse

Baby I’m smooth as that nigga, girl I’m smooth as myself

I’m smooth as fresh cut scalps, come run your hand through my hair

I be finessing one bitch, my college bitch queen of Africa

Set niggas up to buy my blunts, I’m 17 can’t buy Swishers

She like to roll, I let her roll, she know her role in this script

The cops come, she gettin' cooked, she got my pole on her hip

Can’t bond her out, that’s too risky, so I forget bout that bitch

I’m still a kid anyway, I keep forgettin' bout that shit

I need to deal with shit my age so I deal to kids my age

Get guap out your dash stash, problem solver Christian Cage

And if one rich kid get hooked, then I guess I’ll throw more bait

All them buy this magic shit, I guess they just like AIDS

Finesse finesse finesse, thats all a nigga know

These dealers know it too, that’s why they blockin' all my calls

Finesse finesse finesse, thats all a nigga know

These bitches know it too, that’s why they blockin' all my calls

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