Lyrics Winny Flows – Lucy Lane

Lucy Lane Lyrics – Winny Flows

Singer: Winny Flows
Title: Lucy Lane

On cue a cube assume pretty soon ima lose it
I’m good you good I’m zooted shoes coming loose the floor feel fluid
Hop in the whip my toes gone goose it
Oowee feeling really gooey like algae on buoys

Rollin up like sushi hit my peak like Fiji
CD’s speak to me on these streets you see
And I’m switching lanes when Lucy laugh at me
Aphrodite she’s a fallacy astronomy apart of me

A particle of water in the sea A single star in a galaxy
A single spleen in a human being
I’m getting of track but I blame this tab
I’m see see seeing geometric people

Speaking tongues or free verse
Eat a cap then rehearse
These my golden teachers
Reality relivers

I am the receiver
While driving through these street lights
Lets blow these f#cking speakers
Flammable like Ether

Either you taste this tab and you taste the magic or you take a candy coated cap
With a bowl of salad where’s the matches
Feeling like Aladdin floating through Manhattan
With a genie on my lap man

Ima keep on rappin’ just to see what happens
These caps are gold no they ain’t sautéed
These caps are gold no they ain’t sautéed
I was made this way on Lucy lane

No the tab ain’t bitter yeah I know my paper
I was made this way on Lucy lane
Yeah On lucy lane I was made this way
Yeah on lucy lane I was made this way

b#tch on lucy lane I was made this way
Yeah this caps are gold no they ain’t sautéed
Bouncing up and down like I installed hydraulics
The psilocybin in my system called me an alcoholic

You called it
Liver failing never failed to kill my family
Ever seen a schizophrenic never give a sh#t bout’ a bottle of henny
Any objections plenty within a city many bitties opinionated

Meaning b#tches with big t#tt#es have fictitious thinking
I’ve been thinking they’ve been planning on the end of man
Even Uncle Sam got his hands in his pants
Make America great again everyone’s favorite

Ima savor this moment while I’m blowing colorful smoke
This endless road sold my soul not for fame for a fat #ss bowl to smoke
To the throat rejuvenate my trip fosho
This endless road sold my soul not for fame for a fat #ss bowl to smoke

To the throat rejuvenate my trip fosho
These caps are gold no they ain’t sautéed
These caps are gold no they ain’t sautéed
I was made this way on Lucy lane
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Lyrics Winny Flows – Lucy Lane

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