YFN Lucci - PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH. (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YFN Lucci - PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH. (en) Lyrics
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Top five, hands down, huh
Heard they caught you slippin'
with your pants down, yeah
Can't go on that mission and
be playin' 'round, yeah
All that tough talkin' got you
man down, yeah, yeah, look
In 2013, I probably would've
sold your ass some Karo
In 2013, that Act' was
fifty dollars a row
Sippin' like it's free, was me and
Pound, the white girl Nicole, huh
Tellin' me 'bout old stuff
Why the hell every time I come around,
you wanna hold somethin'?
Then you wanna get mad when I tell you
no like you my ho or somethin'
Can't get no dollar out no bitch,
this shit ain't worth nothin'
If I can't get no dollar out
no bitch, then she ain't
my ho or nothin' (Look)
Well, I guess I'm growin' up
Remember when I ain't know enough
Nip showed me ten thousand all blues,
then we started goin' up
Way before that Dirty Sprite dropped,
nigga, we been pourin' up
Okay, look, way before I thought
I was gon' make it,
I knew I was gon' make it
A couple partners thought
they was gon' snake me, they
was movin' too shaky
Fulton County thought they
was gon' break me, but yet,
they couldn't break me
I know only God can save me,
I know He forgave me
Never knew how far it was gon' take
me, I'm destined for greatness
Way too many problems, the devil
been workin' hard lately
I ain't have no drank in a minute,
need somethin' to sedate me
I can't believe nothin' in they
songs, too many of 'em fakin'
The DA lied on me, I done
hit the lottery
I know my mama proud of me, I
know my daddy proud of me
I can't be movin' how I used to,
but that's just how it gotta be
I remember every time you used to say
I wouldn't make it out the streets
I know my haters doubted me, man,
I ain't have no doubt in me
You gotta practice what you preach,
you better think before you reach
My daughter want that new Van Cleef,
she told me the twenty motif
When I'm talkin', twenty per teeth,
man, I pop this shit in my sleep
I never asked for no favor
Never needed no feature, I
never needed no savior
All this shit I got saved up
Birkin bag alligator, mama
asked me, I gave 'em
Nigga turned to a hater after all
this game I done gave him
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