We Don't Stay at the Luxor
Caskey
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[Current lyrics based on snippet (iTunes pre-order); please check back once the song has been released]
[Verse ?]
[...]
... belts
But I spent some racks on the Dior shades
Went from dodgin' DEAs to the BOA, I'm stackin' Frito-Lays
Stay up out my way with your CO ways
If you know what's best for ya and you wanna see more days, yeah
[Chorus]
We don't stay off at the Luxor, bitch, please
When this come out, I'll be stayin' in the Wynn suite
They sayin' that he kinda tall, but don't say
If that motherfucker tried to play with me, I'll leave him six feet
[Verse ?]
Yeah, I need a chef out in Italy
For every bridge that I burned 'cause it's bittersweet
Yeah, some of the homies got the guillotine
But you can't be a kid and stay with this guеrilla team
If I die, make surе the funeral is only fam
I don't need these fake friends actin' like I was they man
Droppin' fake tears, told them pussies, "save it for the gram"
You wouldn't ride on my enemies
And that's the type of energy I need for my inner circle
Hit you with shells like the ninja turtles
Ain't a hurdle that I wouldn't jump for them
They called me about the drama
I ain't ask about the problems, homie, what's the plan?
The car name was European
He sent them shots, ain't respond but we gonna see him
I would've had a box suite at the Colosseum
Just spent your salary at the casino, yeah, that's what I call my per diem
To my dogs out there, free 'em, I'm tryna raise the ceilin'
Tryna up the stakes, not kill nobody, but still make a killin'
I'm a hard worker, pussy, I ain't with the big chillin'
I'll chill when I'm dead, I win, I make a billion, yeah
[Chorus]
We don't stay off at the Luxor, bitch, please
When this come out, I'll be stayin' in the Wynn suite
They sayin' that he kinda tall, but don't say
If that motherfucker tried to play with me, I'll leave him six feet
[Verse ?]
[...]
... belts
But I spent some racks on the Dior shades
Went from dodgin' DEAs to the BOA, I'm stackin' Frito-Lays
Stay up out my way with your CO ways
If you know what's best for ya and you wanna see more days, yeah
[Chorus]
We don't stay off at the Luxor, bitch, please
When this come out, I'll be stayin' in the Wynn suite
They sayin' that he kinda tall, but don't say
If that motherfucker tried to play with me, I'll leave him six feet
[Verse ?]
Yeah, I need a chef out in Italy
For every bridge that I burned 'cause it's bittersweet
Yeah, some of the homies got the guillotine
But you can't be a kid and stay with this guеrilla team
If I die, make surе the funeral is only fam
I don't need these fake friends actin' like I was they man
Droppin' fake tears, told them pussies, "save it for the gram"
You wouldn't ride on my enemies
And that's the type of energy I need for my inner circle
Hit you with shells like the ninja turtles
Ain't a hurdle that I wouldn't jump for them
They called me about the drama
I ain't ask about the problems, homie, what's the plan?
The car name was European
He sent them shots, ain't respond but we gonna see him
I would've had a box suite at the Colosseum
Just spent your salary at the casino, yeah, that's what I call my per diem
To my dogs out there, free 'em, I'm tryna raise the ceilin'
Tryna up the stakes, not kill nobody, but still make a killin'
I'm a hard worker, pussy, I ain't with the big chillin'
I'll chill when I'm dead, I win, I make a billion, yeah
[Chorus]
We don't stay off at the Luxor, bitch, please
When this come out, I'll be stayin' in the Wynn suite
They sayin' that he kinda tall, but don't say
If that motherfucker tried to play with me, I'll leave him six feet
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