July Frvr - Lucy

Lucy
There’s something about you I want
Lucy
Nothing about you is wrong
Pardon my manners
But you fuckin' up the city like a Hannah Montana world tour
The world is yours
Baby you’re my sugarcane, sugar sweet raw
I am in a different lane
You ain’t even close
We done went our separate ways
On our own roads
Stuffing novacane in my nose, tryna’ meet God
Tripping pouring Nyquil, it’s not for the cough
Shrooms and codeine pills, locked in the box
Coupe buttermilk color, brains blown and all
Even though that me and Peary don’t talk
That’s my brother til’ the day that I’m gone
Put it on God
Shoot the fade for him, bitch watch how you talk
Smoking in a RR, that’s in the stars
Yeah, yeah
Bitch I’m on mars
Yeah, yeah!
Lucy
There’s something about you I want
Lucy
Nothing about you is wrong
Lucy
There’s something about you I want
Lucy
Nothing about you is wrong

Written by:
Arman Shams

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