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Yung Bleu

Street Lottery

 

Street Lottery

(album: Bleu Da Ruler - 2017)


(Aye yay yay aye ya aye ya ya)

All I ever wanted was the mufucking money 10, 20, 50 keep it coming I'm running to that money yea I'm running I'm running to that money yea I'm running

Street lottery
[x6]

I'm a young rap nigga I might fuck a nigga bitch bunch a young trap niggas I might take a nigga shit I just hit another lick I just ran off wit' a brick ill just shoot another zip cuz' you know that I'm the shit I'm not fucking wit no syrup bitch I'm walking wit a limp I might tell like a blimp I just had to check my temp' she gone suck me till I drip I get love in my city fucked her wit' the pistol on me we make love in my tenni's I got drugs in my kidneys drugs in the ceiling we not loving these bitches we not loving these bitches yea I'm pushing the drop top we makin the cops watch I'm popping like pop rocks we got the key to the block block and I'm medicated pussy medicated but they steadily hating on the you don't know what I did you don't know where I been all the trials and cases all the smiling faces aye yay ya

All I ever wanted was the mufucking money 10, 20, 50 keep it coming I'm running to that money yea I'm running I'm running to that money yea I'm running

Street lottery
[x6]

In the foreign I'm a smash out hit the lotto like a scratch out hid a hunnid' at my trap house I got what you want at my trap house street lottery you can't lie to me gotta couple shooters they my prodigy's gotta have them bands just to talk to me if I gotta [?] that's an extra fee I just wanna ball like I hit the lotto I just filled a ball of that good gelato and you know this gas comes from Colorado I just spent some cash on a super model street money like bank roll cash money like baby now hunnid rounds in my draco hell naw we ain't saving them cash around all these freak hoes hell naw we ain't saving them aww no no no no

All I ever wanted was the mufucking money 10, 20, 50 keep it coming I'm running to that money yea I'm running I'm running to that money yea I'm running

Street lottery
[x6]

done

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