[Lucky Luciano:]

What

Hun

What

Hun



[Chorus: Lucky Luciano]

They say I drank too much, but

Me don't care

Me don't care

Me don't care

They say I smoke too much, but

Me don't care

Me don't care

Me don't care

They say I spend too much, but

Me don't care

Me don't care

Me don't care

They say I party too much, but

Me don't care

I'm a youngster getting money, living like a boss playa



[Verse 1:]

These lavish habits that I have inside me

Make me think I'm crazy, but in fact, I might be

I'm a drank all the drank that they got at the bar

And I'm a smoke til the store run out of cigars

So go wreck my car, then buy me anothun'

Then pull up to the club, valle on buttons

So I'm in the Seven series, I done trash the Caddy

Hold up, where my money at, girl ("It's right here, daddy")

I'm at Sacs, spit that, but my pants still sag

Tryna blow in advance at Vegas on crash

Forty-five days straight, then sleep for two

Wake up, then bring it back, win somethin' brand new

But yeah, I'm tryin' get richer, to buy a new livah

Some talk about ballin', but I does it Godzilla

My label can't handle it, too much of a problem

But me don't care, Lucky bring in dollars



[Chorus]



[Verse 2:]

Call me a high roller, tight flight flow'er

Sittin' sideways in a pearl-white Rover

Pour me up a cup and watch me act a bad bone

Luciano, now that's a damn fool

Too much money in my pocket, I'm on it

Flew to L.A. today for nothin', I promise

Somebody stop him, he out of control

Lean Greens, Point Mall, beating up Georgio's

$700 E-V's, new jeans

And he got the shoes to much, shit, me too clean

Got the rolli on the arm, pouring Don Perignon

Make my room service bill lookin' like a car note (Catch up)

Ha ha

Take a toast to that (Cheers)

Pimpin' ain't dead, I got it on the track

I'm focused, man, see my poster, man

I got a bulk all on a leash, you can quote me, man

So don't ask me why I party all night

Grab a hand full of hundreds, then set it on fire

I'm Lucky

Take a picture of me

Don't be hating on me cause I make the crowd love me

Got a damn quota

That I gotta meet

Bottom over here at Santa Monica beach

Leave a message on a cellphone, I'm on vacation

I'm ballin' all day, that's why they hatin'



[Chorus]



"Luciano, playamade vato"

[scratching]

"Out the H-Town game..."

"Luciano, playamade vato"

[scratching]

"Out the H-Town game..."

"Luciano, playamade vato"

[scratching]

"Out the H-Town game..."

"Luciano, playamade vato"

[scratching]

"Out the H-Town game..."