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Correct Luminescent Lyrics
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[Intro: Belly] Huh, this some real pimp shit right here Huh, I'm putting baby powder in my palm right now [Chorus: Belly] Luminescent, I bet that pussy glow flourescent (I know it do) I bet all your exes learnt their lesson (I know they did) You count your money, not your blessings [Verse 1: Belly] Look, got a hunnid I had to run it like I’m Usain Bolt Dropped the package from the plane And watched the whole thing float This that dope game daddy, can't rope chain flow Two rows, diamonds dancing like a Soul Train hoe Look, I really seen the energy switch (Look) I feel the envy and the jealousy mix They said I'd never be shit I throw up money, make my enemies sick Big crib, more V’s than November the 5th, huh I really can't remember these bitches I'm having memory glitches I'm like "send me a pic," huh All you got for me was some Hennessy dick, hol'up Oh, I think I remember this bitch (I think I do, I swear to god) Uh, drugs run through my blood, I need dialysis Finally dose off, I wake up to sleep paralysis Demons in the room can't move, here's my analysis Karma for counting my drug money 'till I got calluses (woo!) [Chorus: Belly] Huh, luminescent, I bet that pussy glow flourescent (I know it do) I bet all your exes learnt their lesson (I know they did) You count your money, not your blessings (bless it) She, luminescent, I bet that pussy glow flourescent (I bet it do) I bet all your exes learnt their lesson (I know they did) You count your money, not your blessings (bless it) [Verse 2: Pusha T] You rappers are rentals and repossesions Imagine me come to your city and have to check in There ain’t enough pain in your eyes and your reflection How could I be impressed by a car when I’m a Jetson L-Boy with the toys, make noise Exhaust pipes louder than Floyd The crack pipes hot as the sun The money count as loud as a gun And I'm just here to carry the one, ooh ’Till I'm barricaded, I'm glad you hated This dope boy graduated, no cap and gown No backing down, nobody make a sound Weird numbers being whispered Everybody trapping now? Feds grab me, shit, I'm not gon’ run Get twelve hour release, like I'm Chapo son All my job's like Steve, having the apple run I just update the hussle 'till the rap shit done Yeugh! [Chorus: Belly] Huh, luminescent, I bet that pussy glow flourescent (I know it do) I bet all your exes learnt their lesson (I know they did) You count your money, not your blessings (bless it) She, luminescent, I bet that pussy glow flourescent (I bet it do) I bet all your exes learnt their lesson (I know they did) You count your money, not your blessings (bless it)
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