D-Block Europe - Lottery Love

(Beezo Brazy)
(Narsaye)

Uh, dyin' to flex, and we makin' the best out of this love
I keep my eye on the check and I'm used to just pourin' the mud
Keep tryin' to sex and we wearin' Pateks, is it lottery love
Lottery love

Yeah, tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me, are you here, here, here?
No one ever said it's fair
I know I'm on this lonely road, your love is like a pot of gold
Just keep me while I'm here

It's a big gram, if the shotty's a midget, I won't come
I'ma wait 'til you finish, don't run
I'm so deep when I'm in it, she askin' me, how did I fit it?
She makin' noise when I slide up in
Big boy like the size of my rim
Wanna fall for the kid, but the chance too slim
I ain't got sympathy (sympathy)
Ain't my time that we didn't get back on, now
Broski still send Skally to Dagenham
I'ma let my diamonds shine, they African
I saw your stones, and there's no comparison

Uh, dyin' to flex, and we makin' the best out of this love
I keep my eye on the check and I'm used to just pourin' the mud
Keep tryin' to sex and we wearin' Pateks, is it lottery love
Lottery love

Yeah, tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me, are you here, here, here?
No one ever said it's fair
I know I'm on this lonely road, your love is like a pot of gold
Just keep me while I'm here

Cryin' for sympathy, cryin', she cryin' for sympathy
I don't apologize, I just buy Tiffany (I just buy Tiffany)
I'm not gonna say, "Sorry," I'm just gonna go Rollie (gonna go Rollie)
Tell 'em, "I need the best watch for the best pussy," they'll sort it, they know me
Eighty-thousand in the coupe (coupe)
Eatin' on her like she fruit (ayy)
Good, good, good souffle
Hundred thousand on your toupee (ski)
I done copped like four, five Glocks
I'ma grab like three more dots, and stop, I swear
She gonna get on top, it's hard and rock, and make me fall in love again
Again, again, again, again, again, again
She pray that I'm safe and I'm servin' white boy, Eminem
Again, and again, and again, again, again (yeah)
Make me fall in love again

Uh, dyin' to flex, and we makin' the best out of this love
I keep my eye on the check and I'm used to just pourin' the mud
Keep tryin' to sex and we wearin' Pateks, is it lottery love
Lottery love

Yeah, tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me, are you here, here, here?
No one ever said it's fair
I know I'm on this lonely road, you love is like a pot of gold
Just keep me while I'm here

Written by:
Adam Williams, Ricky Banton

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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