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Luxury Life
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Busta Rhymes
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[Busta Rhymes & Coi Leray] Yeah Aye, you gon' hold me down mama? Best believe in me daddy, now what you 'bout to do? Secure another win, just to bring it back and empower you The other dude I was with We ain't talkin' about that coward boo, 'cause you my lil' sis so don't turn that p*ssy into sour fruit Never that, let me rap, f*ck the cap 'cause girls is players too, remember that? Yeah you know just how to act, oh yeah, you learn from the best, that's a fact, if a nigga violate you, I'ma black Be cautious, was raised by teachers that was flawless We bout to make em nauseous, forget about the flaws, you know I'm gorgeous Talk that shit, yeah, yeah Love it when I talk my shit Mhm, you know just who the boss is We got a lot, peep the way these niggas f*ckin' with the bop Pray on our downfall like we supposed to stop Shit is funny, right? How we get money like In indescribable ways they can't copy You niggas know my body Pop another bottle, pour a couple of shots 'Cause we gon' spend whatever Luxury life, we livin' over the top No one can do it better They try to reject so I ain't ever alone Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy You talk too much, your friends is callin' my phone [Busta Rhymes] Yo, every time that I touch it, you know it's flammable The game that I be feedin' you, hope you got some collateral The way I function, you tryna figure out my mechanicals f*ck flowers, it's time to give me the whole botanical See, when I pull up and park in the intersection When you see me, you supposed to see yourself in my reflection The sunlight reflectin' off the moon If you don't mention me as one of the greatest, your train of thought is no exception [Coi Leray] Mm, come on Busta, I'm immaculate The way I'm attackin' these bitches, trackin' it They askin' how I'm havin' it Put numbers on the board, Billboard That's where I'm trappin' at Big plaques, platinum and gold, up in my habitat Living my best life, why they mad at that? Already went number one, yeah, they could have it back I don't even drive, I just sit and roll up in the back He wanna get high then slide up in this kitty cat Pop another bottle, pour a couple of shots 'Cause we gon' spend whatever Luxury life, we livin' over the top No one can do it better They try to reject so I ain't ever alone Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy You talk too much, your friends is callin' my phone
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