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Derek Luh

Lord Willin'

 

Lord Willin'


[Chorus:]
I'm from Cali, where ain't shit to do but cook.
Chucks, khaki shorts, skii masks and crooks.
Seen six fours and low low's and bitches that hook.
When we (I) pull ain't shit to do but look.
[x2]

Said I'm coming to you live from that west district.
Sun tanned women all about big business
Talk shit about talking cause a ton of tention.
Walk around chulo's watch you come up missing.
If you ain't know better ask about me.
If you talking verses bring the cash around me.
You acting like a bitch and I'm glad you doubt me.
Young and had to switch up the cast around me.
This artistry is like a part of me.
I'm working full time for a partial fee.
Young and spitting cracks he's sparking the heat.
And when q's get to cooking, who harder than we?
Got news about some bookers so we charted the seas.
Started with the roots, first we watered the seed.
Branched out bets now they want us to leave.
Thought I was a feen, all I needed was...

[Chorus x2]

I ain't proving shit to no man.
I ain't shaking no hands.
Crack, flow, music dope.
Herolina hoegram
Labels wanna sign us kids spitting like a cold man.
Supply them by what they need, we got them like oh man.
Get a little cocky when I write on that.
Kick the needle pop, they won't write on that.
Sick of being honest they just fight off facts.
Got some personal possessions they would write of tax.
If the Illuminati want my mind, soul, and body.
Ima need that Bentley truck and like five more thotties.
Ima need it tented up and my bathroom versace.
Shit, I'm just playing...boi unless they wanna cop me.
Back in action kicking it, back up at the dealer ship.
I know you fucking feeling it, fuck a least sway...
Fuck a lease..I paid the dealer
Kiss my mama's benz whipping
and she gotta live with it
you can hear the tires peeling

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