- Cuco Lucy 歌词
- Cuco
- Lucy in the sky, diamonds in my eyes
Santana in my blood, I don't think I had enough
Kaleidoscope vision, I feel like John Lennon
Take me back to 1960, man, I'm feeling so trippy
Lucy in the sky, diamonds in my eyes
Santana in my blood, I don't think I had enough
Kaleidoscope vision, I feel like John Lennon
Take me back to 1960, man, I'm feeling so trippy
I know she looking for me in that foreign going dummy
I am not a superstar, I got some junk food in my tummy
But she is on top of me, I won the lottery
Give me your blotter 'cause I need some company
Give me an hour for all of this sour
To get to my brain, to take me away
To another dimension,
Ask no more questions, read my expression
Fantasy, that's how I sweat it
Better than ever, I'll flex on you haters
Run up on your pool and April kick me like a mule
And I'm known my 25, facing life, that's you and I
Hate me or love me, I don't feel sorry
Sorry she loves me, do not disturb me
Is my name Joe? 'Cause she giving it sloppy
Escargot, she sliming my toppy
My beats are my bubble, my sound is the sin
My music the wave, I hope you can swim
Don't want to get lit, then talk to my fist
LSD in my spit while l kiss on your *****
I'll flex on your mama, wear Dolce Gabbana
Fly to the Bahamas and **** on your grandma
They comin' to Cali, they come in my city
But you know my crew so you're not ******* with me
I feel like Ricardo, I cool with with Lucy
Feel like Ricardo, I cool with with Lucy
Ricky Ricardo, I cool with with Lucy
Lucy in the sky, diamonds in my eyes
Santana in my blood, I don't think I had enough
Kaleidoscope vision, I feel like John Lennon
Take me back to 1960, man, I'm feeling so trippy
Lucy in the sky, diamonds in my eyes
Santana in my blood, I don't think I had enough
Kaleidoscope vision, I feel like John Lennon
Take me back to 1960, man, I'm feeling so trippy
Okay now, Lucy, Lucy, we can roll a doobie
You my favorite type of groupie
'Cause you ****** up my head like you knew me
Man, I swear she make me loopy
Especially when she wear that two-piece, damn
I just be tripping and going insane
Beating these demons inside of my brain
Now they're my gang, now they're my gang
Plotting on how we gon' s**t on the game
**** all these lames, I don't give 'em pity
They music is s**tty, they never gon' get me
I feel like I'm Whitney the way that I'm cracking
I'm busting, relaxing on top of her mattress, yeah
Tell her, don't play, don't play
I'ma find peace then skrrt that way (Skrrt)
Not with the Percs
Can't go to sleep 'cause she making me work
Making me question my own ******* worth
My mom's sorry I'm not from this Earth
You could trying hounding, I'm already hurt
B*****s, I'll stand 'em but get on my nerves
I just swerve out the way
Blowing purp to your face
You get merked on the stay
If your words do not play, eh
Hating ass *****, get the **** off my ****
Ain't nobody ******* with the fantasy clique
I ain't got s**t but some raps and a ****
I'm sad and I'm lit
Psychedelic thoughts in the back of a whip
I'm back in this *****
Keep making hits, I'ma laugh till I'm rich, like uh
Tell 'em white hoes, I'm a beaner
I'ma get a misdemeanor, killing ***** with my weiner
And I hope she not a screamer,
I be rolling in that Beamer
Be chilling with different hoes,
Lucy, you know I'm a keeper
I be ****** up, all outta my mind
**** did you mean, *****? I have all the vibes
Third eye be open and never be blind
Look in my eyes, cold, that soul will be mine
I kill 'em with harmony after they on to me
*****, you a bopper so keep on just bopping me
Drinking this hemlock, I feel like I'm Socrates
Get used to hearing me, there gon' be lot of me
Flex on the ho that was never on top of me
I'm taking over and no one is stopping me
Rock and I rock with my c**k, it don't bother me
Lot of you ******* just copying me (****)
Lucy in the sky, diamonds in my eyes
Santana in my blood, I don't think I had enough
Kaleidoscope vision, I feel like John Lennon
Take me back to 1960, I'm so ************* trippy, eh
Lucy in the sky, diamonds in my eyes
Santana in my blood, I don't think I had enough
Kaleidoscope vision, I feel like John Lennon
Take me back to 1960, I'm so ************* trippy, eh
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