Luhh Dyl - South Beach | Lyrics @darkcitysounds
Luhh Dyl - South Beach | Lyrics  @darkcitysounds
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Luhh Dyl - South Beach | Lyrics:

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh
Hey, hey, hey, hey, gang, gang, gang
Gang
Tch, slow down
What we on?
Uh-uh, tch, yeah (Zstunnaa)
I say

[Pre-Chorus]
Money, power, respect, uh-huh, after that you get the check
Lock in with me, I'll teach you the jwet
Bad bitch tryna eat the chain off my neck, shit, I guess you could say diamonds will make her wet
Shit, I guess you could say that I play for the Nets 'cause the way I been ballin'
I ain't bust no sweats, I just go put that call in and niggas get stre—

[Chorus]
Yeah (Phew), wake up and touch ten and I ain't even stretched
Lam' truck on South Beach with— huh, onе time
Lam' truck on South Beach with hoes in thе back
Don't pat me down, know I brought two straps
I ain't even touch my advance, that's facts
Ten somethin' thousand for my voice on the track
When you get feats for that, you ain't gotta touch that

[Verse]
Huh, huh, I'm back and I'm better than ever, I'm blowin' this money tryna make it feel better
Bought bitch a car, got me feelin' like Ellen, I mean like Mase, shit, I mean like Oprah
I mean like today, tap in, shit goin'
We can make life-changin' money, okay? Just bring me a bank and just pray I'm close, huh
You got ten shots on you, no foldin', life is a gamble, you rockin' the Rollie
Fake-ass chain, round up, can't go in, flickin' up, move to the left for me, brodie
You watch your mouth, get strep throat speak on Kobe
You watch your step, step into my shoes, I just bought these
All the kids curious to what this shit cost me
Growin' up, I used to share the block with dope fiends, tuh
Mama had warned me 'bout those things, she couldn't stop me, I dove in four feet, huh
It was me and bro 'nem stolies, do it by ourself, we ain't have to come four deep, huh
I was that dirty lil' nigga who ain't have shit to eat, now I stack on floor seats, huh
Nigga, we is not that cool 'cause we had school, stop tellin' hoes you know me (Lame)

[Pre-Chorus]
Money, power, respect, uh-huh, after that you get the check
Lock in with me, I'll teach you the jwet
Bad bitch tryna eat the chain off my neck, shit, I guess you could say diamonds will make her wet
Shit, I guess you could say that I play for the Nets 'cause the way I been ballin'
I ain't bust no sweats, I just go put that call in and niggas get stre—

[Chorus]
Yeah (Phew), wake up and touch ten and I ain't even stretched
Lam' truck on South Beach with— huh, one time
Lam' truck on South Beach with hoes in the back
Don't pat me down, know I brought two straps
I ain't even touch my advance, that's facts
Ten somethin' thousand for my voice on the track
When you get feats for that, you ain't gotta touch that

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