Lucs - Call me up Lyrics

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Oh yea
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Huh yea

Call me up n we lay
Ion want a girl who don't like my fade
She said Lucs up can I get away
I said okay let me lead the way
New Jazz type beat let me play
Turn on the flame and I cook away
She a bad girl I gotta tame
Lead me 1 way 2 more gates

Got a new bag with a bag inside
See a ap imma cop in sight
She a pretty girl she aint gotta hide
Let me see the features why you acting shy
Lemme see the cash only got 2 eyes
She abouta cry when i hit her line
Boutta be on top aint far behind
Lemme call them over they don't like the high

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Call me up n we lay
Ion want a girl who don't like my fade
She said Lucs up can I get away
I said okay let me lead the way
New Jazz type beat let me play
Turn on the flame and I cook away
She a bad girl I gotta tame
Lead me 1 way 2 more gates

Got a new car in the lot lemme pop
Going too fast yea i cant see the stop
Tryna fly yea I start no shop
I like the girl but she swear alot
They ask me where im from no shot
Im tryna hit yea i like backshot
Too much ice yea i need a mop
Boutta fly high head back where im from

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