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Performed By: Lucki
Written by: Lucki Camel Jr.




Lucki - Mubu Lyrics
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Me, I want what's coming to me
Oh well, what's coming to you Tony?
The world, Chico
Ayy, okay
Uh, ayy
Okay
Huh, look

My young niggas run Telegram
I'm up off sixty milligrams
I just f*cked, but she been a fan
No two hand touch, play kill a man
Real drug junkie, but a business man
I sealed the deal with a seal in hand
I turnt her out to Chanel and Marni
I cash her out before sayin' I'm sorry
I took a lot but I feel it hardly, shit

Everything go my way
Ridin' in the track like a date
Know I look sleepy, but I can't stay
Look like he eatin', but he in the way
Part of me wanna forget it and part of me wanna get you out the way
I got two hundred in jewelry and don't got a pendant, I barely be wearin' a chain
My baby know how I'm livin', she know how I'm gifted, she say I'ma throw it away
She say she sick of the bag, she want sum' fast
She know that I'm finna' ignore her
I took out sixty in cash, the bank teller be gettin' mad because I ain't order
He went from riches to rags
And I really can't be sad, because I told 'em
Bitch got an AP 'cause I adore her
I just bought it to shit on yours
I just spent three hundred in like three weeks, and next week I'm on tour
You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Young nigga it's your choice
You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Young nigga it's your choice
Ayy, ayy, uh

My young niggas run Telegram
I'm up off sixty milligrams
I just f*cked, but she been a fan
No two hand touch, play kill a man
Real drug junkie, but a business man
I sealed the deal with a seal in hand
I turnt her out to Chanel and Marni
I cash her out before sayin' I'm sorry
I took a lot but I feel it hardly, shit

You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Young nigga it's your choice
You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Ayy, uh
My young niggas run Telegram
My young niggas run Telegram
I'm up off sixty milligrams
I just f*cked but she been a fan
No two hand touch, play kill a man
Real drug junkie, been a business man
My young niggas run Telegram, huh
You could just man up, man up
You know that EFG
That way, not the other way
Forever this way
F*ck everybody, forever that was as well
Yup
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Me, I want what's coming to me
Oh well, what's coming to you Tony?
The world, Chico
Ayy, okay
Uh, ayy
Okay
Huh, look

My young niggas run Telegram
I'm up off sixty milligrams
I just f*cked, but she been a fan
No two hand touch, play kill a man
Real drug junkie, but a business man
I sealed the deal with a seal in hand
I turnt her out to Chanel and Marni
I cash her out before sayin' I'm sorry
I took a lot but I feel it hardly, shit

Everything go my way
Ridin' in the track like a date
Know I look sleepy, but I can't stay
Look like he eatin', but he in the way
Part of me wanna forget it and part of me wanna get you out the way
I got two hundred in jewelry and don't got a pendant, I barely be wearin' a chain
My baby know how I'm livin', she know how I'm gifted, she say I'ma throw it away
She say she sick of the bag, she want sum' fast
She know that I'm finna' ignore her
I took out sixty in cash, the bank teller be gettin' mad because I ain't order
He went from riches to rags
And I really can't be sad, because I told 'em
Bitch got an AP 'cause I adore her
I just bought it to shit on yours
I just spent three hundred in like three weeks, and next week I'm on tour
You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Young nigga it's your choice
You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Young nigga it's your choice
Ayy, ayy, uh

My young niggas run Telegram
I'm up off sixty milligrams
I just f*cked, but she been a fan
No two hand touch, play kill a man
Real drug junkie, but a business man
I sealed the deal with a seal in hand
I turnt her out to Chanel and Marni
I cash her out before sayin' I'm sorry
I took a lot but I feel it hardly, shit

You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Young nigga it's your choice
You could just man up, band up, man up, band up
Ayy, uh
My young niggas run Telegram
My young niggas run Telegram
I'm up off sixty milligrams
I just f*cked but she been a fan
No two hand touch, play kill a man
Real drug junkie, been a business man
My young niggas run Telegram, huh
You could just man up, man up
You know that EFG
That way, not the other way
Forever this way
F*ck everybody, forever that was as well
Yup
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Writer: Lucki Camel Jr.
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