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Lucky C**t (feat. Big Sean)

[tinie tempah]

please don't tell the bishop i've been sippin' on some sizzurp

got a dirty chick named lisa, use her tongue just like a lizard

i don't even know the difference between halloween and christmas

i'm? meets harry potter, i'ma muthaf-cking wizard, ha

reporting to you live via satellite

or in a sex tape with a girl who say she camera shy

helena bonham carter man, you speak, she aint actin' right

your niggas dicks sound pussy: hermaphrodite

been partying for 4 weeks, hope them papers never saw me

hundred thousand dollar whip but still nobody will insure me

having orgies in the?, bitches tryna jersey shore me

i aint leavin' las vegas, you gon' have to come deport me

ha, rum-pum-pa-pum, we at the bacardi table

a couple girls of live coke, we call em charlie's angels

december, january, february, march and april

disturbing london baby, f-ck them other nasty labels

hickory, dickory i just had an epiphany

why'd i call myself tinie, if i keep thinking about bigamy

they put me in rehab, i'ma go jail for polygamy

ding dong special delivery

this a moment in historynews just in, another number 1

ask the club for 20 bottles and a couple blunts

hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come

i'm a muthaf-ckin lucky (boiii)

i'm a muthaf-ckin lucky (boiii)

look at the muthaf-ckin lucky (whoa)hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come

i'm a muthaf-ckin lucky (boiii)[big sean]

don't f-ck a man when i pass by

i'm pass how, that tinie shit, might pass out

i p-p-p-ick that money up then dash out i'm bigger than your dads house

holding big ass bags of weed, look like i'm finna take the trash out

head so good i don't need to f-ck

20 f-cking bottles i don't need a cup

looking like i'm bar tending, chillin somewhere thats off limits

vip i'm all in it, me and my crew was all winning

20 cars thats all tinted, vroom, vroom, that sh-t cost bitches

hoes jumpin' from my balls

man, the ref just might call goaltending

boi, bitch i do my thang

got all these bad bitches tryna do my thing

i made a promise that i'm never going broke

f-ck a rainy day, i aint never gonna soak

watch me take a little bit then flip it into mo'

niggas flippin' out tryna touch the shit

then i? your ass to a ghost

rolex is my ticker, i'm off that liquor than lick her

her panties slippin' and sliding, i'm in that pussy no wiskers

oh thats your girl, my bad my nigga, come get her

she probably answering the door, wearing my slippers

boii i do it

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