lirik lagu lucii – piggy bank
[intro: 50 cent]
cl!ckity~clank, cl!ckity~clank
the money goes into my piggy bank
cl!ckity~clank, cl!ckity~clank
the money goes into my piggy bank
(lucii mixed this, baby, haha)
(lucii)
[chorus: lucii]
we got ak’s, scorpions, shotguns, glocks
rambos, zk’s, fl!cks in our socks
bandos a label, we handle a lot
we got links for grenades to go blow up a block
we got ak’s, scorpions, shotguns, glocks
rambos, zk’s, fl!cks in our socks
bandos a label, we handle a lot
we got links for grenades to go blow up a block
[verse 1: lucii]
i had lewisham on lock, supplying them shanks
bromleigh on lock, supplying them shanks
i had dartford on lock, supplying them shanks
if you ever need a shank, come and holla at your man
i’m a big boy rapper, big toy slapper, big boy trapper
if your shanks that’s the matter
mummy found a yank in my room at young
i told her don’t worry, it’s for safety, mum
she threw it away, she didn’t know i had a stash
up and down the way, full up a bigger one
if you wanna talk road, we can talk about works
i stabbed a man up until he’s fart and a burp
don’t lurk on your block, say the wrong words
i made big men scream like f~cking nerds
test my temper, i go f~cking psycho
one phone call and i’m testing a michael
ya sh~t sells, tizzie sh~t sells, my sh~t sells, we’re on top of the world
i’m beefing my whole entire borough, brother
and i ain’t been touched all thanks to a spell
this the big leads, i’ve been going hard since i came
the industry don’t like me ‘cah i ain’t fake
one thing i don’t get is “why you speak on my name?”
i was a kick from no gang, they made a mistake
thinking i would ever listen to a snake, you’re dumb
200k i turned down, suck your mum
i wouldn’t snake the mandem for any type of sum
so i left the man there, i don’t care, they’re all rubbed
victim, your whole life is a lie
i’ve never in my life met such a moist guy
i knew it from the start when i looked in your eye
you’re a b~tch, hiding in a mask with disguise
and you like to f~ck guys
batty man, stop hiding that you’re bi
if i knew from the start you was g~y
i would’ve never repped the gang that you claim f~cking disgrace
[chorus: lucii]
we got ak’s, scorpions, shotguns, glocks
rambos, zk’s, fl!cks in our socks
bandos a label, we handle a lot
we got links for grenades to go blow up a block
we got ak’s, scorpions, shotguns, glocks
rambos, zk’s, fl!cks in our socks
bandos a label, we handle a lot
we got links for grenades to go blow up a block
[verse 2: lucii]
([?]
how does that tune go again? if i get at you)
if i get at you, i push my knife in your skin
if i get at you, i bang shots at your wig
if i get at you, i’m alright no pretender
if i get at you, i’ll put your life to an end
cl!ckity~clank, cl!ckity~clank
my rambo would tear out your spine from your back
cl!ckity~clank, cl!ckity~clank
we got samurai swords on our burners, bang
f~ck the drill tron rise way to rump
they loved all money, but they all banged rupt
i get paid off of everything i say
i can scream “suck your mum” for three minutes and i still get paid
that’s funny, my pagans write the best lyrics
on a song and the man there are still here bummy
when i’m rapping on a song, i just be unserious
violating opps ‘cah they unserious
i got beef all over, it can never be over
the beef just matures, it gets better when older
it starts with a fl!ck in and out of manz ribs
then a m~ff down the line and you got a revolver
this whole time i’ve done music, they doubt it
and i’m real ‘cah i speak on the powers i work with
they think it’s a gimmick
they think it ain’t real i buss three cases in a feon belt
i blew up in suttin, violence and voodoo
i had racks in a stash, and i still want boohoo
let’s take it back to my darkest days
i used to step outside with fiver a day and that was it
around olders tryna get rich quick
now me and olders spending racks, getting lit
courvoisier and apple juice with ice, that’s my ting
i could be a ball down and i still let it ring
don’t stop me, i’ll buss down and i’ll come and take it
back then, it was buss down to pagan strips
don’t run out of luck now, oh boy don’t slip
talk sh~t on your songs but live, oh you’re a b~tch
[outro]
(lucii)
(lucii mixed this, baby, haha)
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