Pac Div - La Cienaga Luxor lyrics

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Pac Div - La Cienaga Luxor lyrics

Rolling up your blunt I might just chill Bring your girl to the show and we might just pill Do your life like some dice I can write that will Right hook to your mean mug ice that grill Similar to other n***as but we twice that real Ain't no sh** for the cameras I don't like that feel But y'all baby can't beef damn right that's vil If I'm shocking in electric damn right I'm ill With a broad I forget he sent us smoking off the heavy dinner Steady guap and heady wuaps might set a ginger It's close to 4 I close the door like Teddy Pinder She's 5'2 and buy you e leavy binder Recording live from the ever seen the front line f** with other n***as talk 10 4 it's all mine realer car it's hard grind In us it ain't part time To out in fly got us calling n***as garcon Garcia pager I'm a player triple my paper Bubble goose got me triple in layers I mean road labers might hit 'em with flavors And got the super screen portion should've slit 'em in takers I'm clean, what Nothing to play with Motherf**er move back Nothing to play with Motherf**er move back k** a p**y, k** a p**y Now I got her boyfriend out here looking for me Like the b**h from Beg she was hella goofy n***a sip your drink while I tell this story Had a b**h named Kesha knew she was a keeper Had a stolen visa and she want me gucci snickers Pistol in my pants pocket full of rocks 'Cause I no shoes on running from the cops I cannot stop, step in the game tone First you rapping for the love then you probably never sold work Why wouldn't you while I soul search Do Los Angeles times scandal is my soul hurt f** it with my own word tryin' to cuff her a** But you mad that her phone ring up on the clock we in You know she lost her nose ring f** around with him That's like a roofer finding out she f**ing around with brims Nothing to play with Motherf**er move back Nothing to play with Motherf**er move back Nothing to play with Motherf**er move back You know that time of duty that when eyes lock time stops And the blinded like star clocks only eye drops you Sexy in heels plus high tops 5 star mills Beverly Hills but love I hop I got Still openly I'm all about you If you spirit is cool as your elegant perfume that's swarms around you Graceful as before and out you Paying my soul like you belong in the first 10 pages of Vow I be pacing myself trying to stay Patrone Had a whole team McQueens got a place in my hold You struck me, Cupid's arrow through the heart of this elusive fella No fancy hearts and shallows maybe a simple hello Usually mellow cool cup collective compose Either knock the player off of his toes Like Ali, and I be wondering why we ain't in lobby yet Just when it's right when it goes left and I don't know yet Nothing to play with Motherf**er move back Nothing to play with Motherf**er move back Nothing to play with Motherf**er move back