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Luhe - My S Lyrics



Luhe - My S Lyrics
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Yeah, she said Luh Dom yeah you do it the best
Shoutout Luh E nigga that be my S
Nigga got quite say it with your chest
I ain't rich yet so why the f*ck would I need rest
I ain't rich yet so why the f*ck would I need sleep
I'm countin' money, nigga, you countin' sheep
Balling so hard, niggas be on the bleachers
My bitch exotic, I might as well keep her
Puerto Rican bitch, call her Mamacita
Feel like a reaper, feel like a preacher
Ride round town yeah I'm clutchin' my nina
I'm drippin' water on me Aquafina
She got designer, I give her that purse
Shit getting bad, but, yeah it could be worse
I just did bad know I can do better
With my Slime we shoot up the whoever
F*ck nigga play he get put on a sweater
Don't want that hoe, Ima just dead her
I pure that dirty shit in my fago
I pay you the most, nigga, you pay low
If you f*ck with Luh E , then you gettin them bankrolls
My slimes will move, just a say so
Uh, gotta get it right
I say it's bout that time
This bitch is a penny, this bitch not a dime
And I said I love her know I was lyin
I'm sorry Luh hoe Bitch, I been cheating , I saw some shit, and you gave me a reason
Like that slime damn who the f*ck you teasing
You don't got it, shit ain't got nothin' either
Heard she a bop, now she a eater
F*ck it, I drink out the liter
I'm makin' her hot, this bitch got a fever
I'm pourin' that wock , that Keisha
I got the racks I'm relaxin
Takin' your bitch, beat her back in
I done f*cked up, I'm lackin
Me and my brothers, we trappin', yuh
This G-Lock on my pants, it got me saggin', yuh
When I'm cock it I start bragging, yuh
Bitch, you need to stop beggin, stop askin
Aye Lil' Hoe take that tablet
Shot that nigga, now you livin' with the maggots, yuh
Yeah, she said, Luh Dom, yeah, you do it best
Shoutout, Luh E, nigga, that be my S
Nigga got quite say what you chest
I ain't rich yet, so why the f*ck would I need rest
I ain't rich yet, so why the f*ck would I need sleep
I'm countin' money, nigga, you countin' sheep
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Yeah, she said Luh Dom yeah you do it the best
Shoutout Luh E nigga that be my S
Nigga got quite say it with your chest
I ain't rich yet so why the f*ck would I need rest
I ain't rich yet so why the f*ck would I need sleep
I'm countin' money, nigga, you countin' sheep
Balling so hard, niggas be on the bleachers
My bitch exotic, I might as well keep her
Puerto Rican bitch, call her Mamacita
Feel like a reaper, feel like a preacher
Ride round town yeah I'm clutchin' my nina
I'm drippin' water on me Aquafina
She got designer, I give her that purse
Shit getting bad, but, yeah it could be worse
I just did bad know I can do better
With my Slime we shoot up the whoever
F*ck nigga play he get put on a sweater
Don't want that hoe, Ima just dead her
I pure that dirty shit in my fago
I pay you the most, nigga, you pay low
If you f*ck with Luh E , then you gettin them bankrolls
My slimes will move, just a say so
Uh, gotta get it right
I say it's bout that time
This bitch is a penny, this bitch not a dime
And I said I love her know I was lyin
I'm sorry Luh hoe Bitch, I been cheating , I saw some shit, and you gave me a reason
Like that slime damn who the f*ck you teasing
You don't got it, shit ain't got nothin' either
Heard she a bop, now she a eater
F*ck it, I drink out the liter
I'm makin' her hot, this bitch got a fever
I'm pourin' that wock , that Keisha
I got the racks I'm relaxin
Takin' your bitch, beat her back in
I done f*cked up, I'm lackin
Me and my brothers, we trappin', yuh
This G-Lock on my pants, it got me saggin', yuh
When I'm cock it I start bragging, yuh
Bitch, you need to stop beggin, stop askin
Aye Lil' Hoe take that tablet
Shot that nigga, now you livin' with the maggots, yuh
Yeah, she said, Luh Dom, yeah, you do it best
Shoutout, Luh E, nigga, that be my S
Nigga got quite say what you chest
I ain't rich yet, so why the f*ck would I need rest
I ain't rich yet, so why the f*ck would I need sleep
I'm countin' money, nigga, you countin' sheep
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Writer: Luh E
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Performed By: Luhe
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Luh E

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