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JUJU. - FROSTED LUCKY CHARMS lyrics

Artist: JUJU.

album: FROSTED LUCKY CHARMS


Frosted Lucky charms on my arm might do harm turn the club cold when I came in it was lukewarm Big swarm coming with the package that's the new norm inform all my niggas ready for the reform
White sword lord smell like Tom Ford bully stomp a nigga wipe the bottom of my concords hating niggas crazy claim they hate me but they on board pop a nigga if he talk a lot then leave him all floored
Fresh kicks on the whip don't scratch those
If she really wanna stay she gotta play her role
Running up a couple numbers now I'm striking gold
Niggas sticking to the past tell them let it go
Steady winning pockets grinning after every show
Crossover soufflé with the finger roll
Big balling shot calling that's just what I know
Niggas hate me cause I'm fast and they be moving slow
Niggas wanna press me but I'm really not impressed
Running out your mouth and now in peace is how you rest
See you walking like you next but then your talk don't match your flex
Told my bitch to run the check she gave me neck don't want the sex
Now she alarmed
I just had to hold my wrist up now she fucking on my arm
Chasing after money like it stole my lucky charms
Won't apologize for actions when a nigga meant the harm
I'm a big hot stepper
Told the piper send the the pepper
Gotta keep the flavor ghost just like the sun would hit the leather
Im the champion to be no longer number one contender
I know she wanna fuck with qui thats been her dream while y'all together
Heard he couldn't stand a nigga told him a take a seat
Turn my city into weights and now I'm liking my physique
You can tell by how I'm living I've been on a winning streak
Only nigga where I'm from to reach the mountain at it's peak
Frosted Lucky charms on my arm might do harm turn the club cold when I came in it was lukewarm Big swarm coming with the package that's the new norm inform all my niggas ready for the reform
White sword lord smell like Tom Ford bully stomp a nigga wipe the bottom of my concords hating niggas crazy claim they hate me but they on board pop a nigga if he talk a lot then leave him all floored
Fresh kicks on the whip don't scratch those
If she really wanna stay she gotta play her role
Running up a couple numbers now I'm striking gold
Niggas sticking to the past tell them let it go
Steady winning pockets grinning after every show
Crossover soufflé with the finger roll
Big balling shot calling that's just what I know
Niggas hate me cause I'm fast and they be moving slow

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