Lucky Draft 777 (feat. Tripl3)
Lucky draft, it's the first round pick
Gotta keep the bleaky, bout to hit a lick
No section 8 - still got the grip
Smoking that go slow dam she looking thick
Stockton with the pass - what a mighty pick
Game Time - they be talking shit
From the arch watch that shit dip
Never put the cup down - always on a sip
Blowing trees - what a trip
Watch them snakes, no repellent, we can't miss
Is it just luck? make a wish!
Pinky & The Brain on the same shit
Rather count my blessings than chase a bitch
Lucky draft, clear my path
Lucky draft, clear my path
Lucky draft, clear my path
Lucky draft, clear my path
Don't trip off the rip
Beam me up - that's light years
They shaking in their sleep - nightmares
Face the fact - blow a stack
Cabbage patch - we did that
Lucky draft, it's the first round pick
Gotta keep the bleaky, bout to hit a lick
No section 8 - still got the grip
Smoking that go slow dam she looking thick
Stockton with the pass - what a mighty pick
Game Time - they be talking shit
From the arch watch that shit dip
Never put the cup down - always on a sip
Yay!
Lucky draft - got picked by the Lakers
Beef with me - only see you in papers
World today: no givers, many takers
Top boy in my craft, hit makers
Not enough real G's, many fakers
Tiger Woods, on point with the acres
Life's a Game, I'm chillin' in Vegas
Fat chick - wanna know where the cake is
Don't trip off the rip
Beam me up - that's light years
They shaking in their sleep - nightmares
Face the fact - blow a stack
Cabbage patch - we did that
Yeah Yeah
Lucky draft, it's the first round pick
Gotta keep the bleaky, bout to hit a lick
No section 8 - still got the grip
Smoking that go slow dam she looking thick
Ah ah ah
Real pacifist, but a sergeant to be
Hittin' them spliffs with my arch enemy
Good Christian, no Dior
Paper Plane, no MIA
Trickin' me? No dear!
New Balance, No Fear
To each his own
Play games wit me?
But bitch, I'm grown
Lucky draft, clear my path
No section 8 - still got the grip
Lucky draft - it's first round pick
Gotta keep the bleaky, bout to hit a lick
No section 8 - still got the grip
Smoking that go slow dam she looking thick
Stockton with the pass - what a mighty pick
Game Time - they be talking shit
From the arch watch that shit dip
Never put the cup down, always on a sip
Ayy
Blowing trees, what a trip!
Watch them snakes, no repellent, we can't miss
Is it just Luck? make a wish...
Pinky & The Brain on the same shit
Rather count my blessings than chase a bitch!
Gotta keep the bleaky, bout to hit a lick
No section 8 - still got the grip
Smoking that go slow dam she looking thick
Stockton with the pass - what a mighty pick
Game Time - they be talking shit
From the arch watch that shit dip
Never put the cup down - always on a sip
Blowing trees - what a trip
Watch them snakes, no repellent, we can't miss
Is it just luck? make a wish!
Pinky & The Brain on the same shit
Rather count my blessings than chase a bitch
Lucky draft, clear my path
Lucky draft, clear my path
Lucky draft, clear my path
Lucky draft, clear my path
Don't trip off the rip
Beam me up - that's light years
They shaking in their sleep - nightmares
Face the fact - blow a stack
Cabbage patch - we did that
Lucky draft, it's the first round pick
Gotta keep the bleaky, bout to hit a lick
No section 8 - still got the grip
Smoking that go slow dam she looking thick
Stockton with the pass - what a mighty pick
Game Time - they be talking shit
From the arch watch that shit dip
Never put the cup down - always on a sip
Yay!
Lucky draft - got picked by the Lakers
Beef with me - only see you in papers
World today: no givers, many takers
Top boy in my craft, hit makers
Not enough real G's, many fakers
Tiger Woods, on point with the acres
Life's a Game, I'm chillin' in Vegas
Fat chick - wanna know where the cake is
Don't trip off the rip
Beam me up - that's light years
They shaking in their sleep - nightmares
Face the fact - blow a stack
Cabbage patch - we did that
Yeah Yeah
Lucky draft, it's the first round pick
Gotta keep the bleaky, bout to hit a lick
No section 8 - still got the grip
Smoking that go slow dam she looking thick
Ah ah ah
Real pacifist, but a sergeant to be
Hittin' them spliffs with my arch enemy
Good Christian, no Dior
Paper Plane, no MIA
Trickin' me? No dear!
New Balance, No Fear
To each his own
Play games wit me?
But bitch, I'm grown
Lucky draft, clear my path
No section 8 - still got the grip
Lucky draft - it's first round pick
Gotta keep the bleaky, bout to hit a lick
No section 8 - still got the grip
Smoking that go slow dam she looking thick
Stockton with the pass - what a mighty pick
Game Time - they be talking shit
From the arch watch that shit dip
Never put the cup down, always on a sip
Ayy
Blowing trees, what a trip!
Watch them snakes, no repellent, we can't miss
Is it just Luck? make a wish...
Pinky & The Brain on the same shit
Rather count my blessings than chase a bitch!
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Writer(s): Nicholas Hibbert
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