This is a song about "Lady luck"

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

The lady loves her will.

So search hard till you find your lady,

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

You go and push your luck

Bitches is artificially duck

I'm not strung out and dead of luck

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Boy get off your so called little lady,

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

I wish you best of luck

I don't really give a fuck

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Don't even try to push your luck/

Don't have any good luck.

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