This is a song about "Luck"

Don always loses his battles- it has to be be bad luck

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

You run your fuckin mouth and now you're piss out of luck

I'm not strung out and dead of luck

That shit was wack as fuck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Body wouldn't fit but i kept slammin my trunk, tryin' my luck

Main attaction dont come without skills,or luck

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

2 girls 1 cup

You go and push your luck

Don't even try to push your luck/

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