Lap of Luxury

In the lap of luxury
Baby
In the lap of luxury
(Nature)
Baby
In the lap of luxury
Baby
In the lap of luxury
Baby

Boy, your things that you don't know
Boy, your things you can't control
Boy, your things that you don't know
Boy, your things you can't control
Boy, your things that you don't know
Boy, your things you can't control
Boy, your things that you don't know
Boy, your things you can't control...

It's that big nigga named Antwon
Made to rip that rap shit
You smoking on that dust, nigga?
While I'm chillin with the bitches in the Hamptons
Hanging out with her rich nigga
I broke that bitch for her chips, nigga
She's sucking me while I sip, nigga
Fuckin her on her period ain't shit, nigga
Settin eyes on my white bitch
I pop two pills like I ain't done shit
You a lame nigga, in the same boat
I speed past, you ground slow
I still fuck with that deaf, nigga
You still smoking on sess, nigga?
Don't think that we the best?
I'll lay your ass to rest, nigga

In the lap of luxury
Baby
In the lap of luxury
Baby
Boy, your things that you don't know
Boy, your things you can't control
Boy, your things that you don't know
Boy, your things you can't control
In the lap of luxury
Baby
In the lap of luxury
Baby
Boy, your things that you don't know
Boy, your things you can't control
Boy, your things that you don't know
Boy, your things you can't control

I'm a crazy nigga
Genocide
Both hands on the wheel while I drink and I drive
Get your main ho when pussy a die
Fuck so hard make tears from her eyes
Fuckin like her tubes tied
Knock it out the box like ooh my my
Leaving your damn bitch like ooh la la
Now she beg every day for the poonana

Nature

Used to be drunk all day
Pray that a nigga say something to my face
Didn't like my life, so nigga I raged
Now I smoke that blunt til my mind erased
Used to be drunk all day
Pray that a nigga say something to my face
Didn't like my life, so nigga I raged
Now I smoke that blunt til my mind erased

In the lap of luxury
Baby
In the lap of luxury
Baby
In the lap of luxury
Baby
In the lap of luxury
Baby

Boy, your things that you don't know
Boy, your things you can't control...

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Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Paul Williams
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