LUCKI - 4 The Betta

Haha
Yo, ayy
'Cause I let her, she in his pockets, because I let her
Haha
Yo, yo, ayy

Yo, ayy, yo, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Pull the lever, the seats is, uh
Yo, uh, mmm
Yo, ayy, ayy, ayy

Pull the lever, the seats is leather
It make me sweat up 'cause I let her
She in his pockets because I let her
Who do it better? Ayy, who do it? Who do it?
Yo, ooh, ayy

Who do it better? In sunny weather, I keep my head up
I'm in a Ghost, these niggas haters, want me to let up
I'm off this red, it got me dead, but they want me deader
Dodgin' feds, no fairytale, but I wish for better
For my brothers, I got they mothers, won't break they heart
For each other, these niggas duckers, don't want no parts
I got lovers in different summers, still got my heart
We gon' fuck up, both say we love her, she think she smart, ooh
Ayy, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Pull the lever, the seats is leather
It make me sweat up 'cause I let her
She in his pockets because I let her
Ooh, ayy, ooh, ayy
Uh, ayy, ayy, uh

It's for the better, they broke me down, but it's for the better
Wrote about it, made eighty thousand, it made me better
'Bout my cheddar, like Shady homie
But who gon' check up on me?
Secure the piece, and get your bread up
For the better, ayy, oh
For the, uh, yo, ayy

Pull the lever, the seats is leather
It make me sweat up 'cause I let her
She in his pockets because I let her
Who do it better?

Ayy, me
Who do it better, uh, than me? Oh

Written by:
Lucki Camel Jr., Edward M. Davis Jr.

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