lucky you lyrics

[Intro: Joyner Lucas]
Woah, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it
I don’t take back what I say, if I said it then I meant it
All my life I want a Grammy, but I’ll prolly never get it
I ain’t never had no trophy or no motherfuckin’ ribbon (Yah I said it)
Fuck the system, I’m that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules
I’m about to risk it all, I ain’t got too much to lose
Y’all been eatin’ long enough, it’s my turn to cut the food
Pass the plate! Where my drink? This my day, lucky you
Fuck you too, woo!

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Y’all gotta move, y’all gotta move, y’all gotta move
Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice
Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot
Y’all gotta move, y’all gotta move, give me the juice

[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
Back on my bullshit, my back to the wall
Turn my back on you, all of you finished
Back to these bullets, it’s back to the job
Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin’
Back on my hood shit, it’s back to the pushin’
These packs and I’m actually pumpin’
Can’t fuck with you rappers, you practically suckin’
You mighta went platinum but that don’t mean nothin’
I’m actually buzzin’ this time
Straight out the kitchen, I told ’em the oven is mine
I do not fuck with you guys
If I don’t kill you, just know you gon’ suffer this time
I ain’t no gangster but I got some bangers
Some chains and some blades and a couple of knives
Choppers and jammies, a partridge, a pear tree
My 12 days of Christmas was nothin’ but lies (I)
Run at you hard like a sumo (Sumo)
They say I talk like a chulo (Chulo)
I live in Mars, I’m not Bruno (Woo)
Bitch I’m a dog, call me Cujo (Rah)
You play your cards, I reverse on you all
And I might just draw 4 like a Uno (Bup)
Cállate boca mejor, maricón, little puto, and all of you culo (Joyner)
They’ve invented a level up in the ghetto to get old
Lookin’ for somethin’ I prolly can never find now
Shit get relevant ’til ‘nother beef die down
In truth, a nigga just really want me tied down
I’ve been alone and I never needed nobody
Just only me and my shotty, I’ll tell these niggas to lie down
Keep all the money, I never wanted the lifestyle
I just pray to God that my son’ll be alright now
I said ain’t no love for the other side
Or anyone who ever want smoke (Joyner)
When I die I’m goin’ out as the underdog who never lost hope (Yeah)
You in the wrong cab down the wrong path
Nigga, wrong way, wrong road (Woo, woo)
Snakes in the grass tryna slither fast
I just bought a fuckin’ lawn mower (Vroom!)

[Pre-Verse: Eminem]
I done said a lotta things in my day, I admit it
This is payback in a way, I regret it that I did it
I done won a couple Grammys, but I sold my soul to get ’em
Wasn’t in it for the trophies, just the fuckin’ recognition
Fuck’s the difference?
I’m that cracker, bend the law, fuck the rules
Man, I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose
I’ve been eatin’ long enough, man, my stomach should be full
I just ate, licked the plate, my buffet, lucky me
Fuck you think? (Woo!)

[Verse 2: Eminem]
I got a couple of mansions
Still I don’t have any manners
You got a couple of ghost writers
But to these kids it don’t actually matter
They’re askin’ me, “What the fuck happened to hip-hop?”
I said, “I don’t have any answers.”
‘Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album
It hurt me like hell but I’m back on these rappers
And actually comin’ from humble beginnings
I’m somewhat uncomfortable winning
I wish I could say, “What a wonderful feeling!”
“We’re on the upswing like we’re punchin’ the ceiling!”
But nothin’ is feeling like anyone has any fuckin’ ability
To even stick to a subject, it’s killin’ me
The inability to pen humility
Ha-ta-ta ba-ta-ta, why don’t we make a bunch of
Fuckin’ songs about nothin’ and mumble ’em?
Fuck it, I’m goin’ for the jugular
Shit is a circus, you clowns that are comin’ up
Don’t give an ounce of a motherfuck
About the ones that were here before you that made rap
Let’s recap, way back, MC’s that wreak havoc on tape decks
ADAT’s, where the G Raps and Kanes at?
We need 3 Stacks ASAP and bring Masta Ace back
‘Cause half of these rappers have brain damage
All the lean rappin’, face tats, syruped out like tree sap
I don’t hate trap, and I don’t wanna seem mad
But in fact, where the old me at? The same cat
That would take that feedback and aim back, I need that
But I think it’s inevitable
They know what button to press or what lever to pull
To get me to snap though (Lil’ bitch)
And if I pay it attention I’m prob’ly makin’ it bigger
But you’ve been takin’ ya digs in the fuckin’ back, ho (Get it?)
On the brink, any minute got me thinkin’ of finishin’
Everything with acetaminophen and reapin’ the benefits
I’m asleep at the wheel again
As I peak into thinkin’ about an evil intent
Of another beat I’ma kill again
‘Cause even if I gotta end up eatin’ a pill again
Even ketamine or methamphetamine with the minithin
It better be at least 70 or 300 milligram
And I might as well ’cause I’ma end up bein’ a villain again
Levels to this shit, I got an elevator
You could never say to me I’m not a fuckin’ record breaker
I sound like a broken record every time I break a record
Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made, I never cater
Motherfucker, now I got a right to be this way
I got spite inside my DNA
But I wrote ’til the wheels fall off, I’m workin’ tirelessly, ayy
It’s the moment y’all been waitin’ for
Like California wishin’ rain to pour
In that drought, y’all been prayin’ for
My downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw
Still the same Marshall, that outlaw
That they say as a writer might’ve fell off
I’m back on that bull like the cowboy

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas & Eminem]
So y’all gotta move (Yeah), y’all gotta move (Yeah), y’all gotta move
Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice
Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot
Y’all gotta move, y’all gotta move, give me the juice

Lucky you lyrics taylor swift

There’s a little girl in this little town
With a little too much heart to go around.
“Live forever. Never say never.
You can do better,” that’s what she says.

Her mama named her Lucky on a starlit night.
A rabbit foot in her pocket. She dances in spite
Of the fact that she’s different,
And yet she’s the same.
And she says, “Do do do…”
Lucky you, lucky you

She sings her little song. She walks along
A little pathway headed for the skies.
Left to travels, lives they unravel.
“Mind over matter,” that’s what she says.

Her mama named her Lucky on a starlit night.
A rabbit foot in her pocket. She dances in spite
Of the fact that she’s different,
And yet she’s the same.
And she says, “Do do do…”
Lucky you, lucky you, lucky you.

Maybe she’ll sing you “Do do do do.”
Maybe she’ll bring you up to the skies.
Honey, she’ll love you. Funny how some view
Angels above you ain’t so far away.

Her mama named her Lucky on a starlit night.
A rabbit foot in her pocket. She dances in spite
Of the fact that she’s different,
And yet she’s the same.
And she says, “Do do do…”
Lucky you, lucky you.

Lucky you lyrics the national

[Verse 1]
Every time you get a drink
And every time you go to sleep
Are those dreams inside your head?
Is that sunlight on your bed?

[Verse 2]
Every time you’re driving home
Way outside your safety zone
Wherever you will ever be
You’re never getting rid of me

[Chorus]
You own me
There’s nothing you can do
You own me

[Verse 3]
You could’ve made a safer bet
But what you break is what you get
You wake up in the bed you make
I think you made a big mistake

[Chorus]
You own me
There’s nothing you can do
You own me
You own me
Lucky you
You own me
There’s nothing you can do

[Bridge]
You clean yourself to meet
A man who isn’t me
You’re putting on a shirt
A shirt I’ll never see
The letter’s in your coat
And no one’s in your head
‘Cause you’re too smart to remember
You’re too smart

Lucky you
Lucky you
Lucky you

Lucky you lyrics tory lanez

[Verse]
I got a million flows, I can go silly with those
I got a pocket rocket
Down to cock and chop and pop a nigga that really impose
Niggas that’s wit me is villans in hoodies
That lost all they good and they feelings on road
It’s so appealing, the feeling of killing a nigga that pose
Get Milli Vanillied with those
Turn a beef plate to a cheesesteak
Bitch, I be really in Philly with those
Neck rocky as a blizzard, a nigga flex gotten bigger
My wrist is so chilly, it froze
Really I’m colder than ever, my niggas goin’ for whatever
Niggas gripped up, fifth tucked in the snow storm or the weather
Sandstorm or the desert, hands drawn on a Dessy
Leave his whole body bloody
Like shorty done put in her tampon on already
Shooting with a Vietnam cannon out the Peter arm on the levy
See, the charm on already
We go to jail, this shit’ll be fine, we’ll meet up with friends
‘Cause all of our mans gone-gone already
Nigga the-, nigga the-
I’ma do a three in week, I gave the Jeep the receipt
Either the double-R stitching, it’s that or the Bentley B in the seat
I got my D in a freak, I gotta be in repeat
She wanna eat every morning
I treat it like porridge and gave her the cream of the wheat
And I rock it like P and a B
I don’t cop it less it’s Louie, Gucci on the pocket
Or even a D and a G, ’cause the way that the money piling
I’ll be wildin’ ’til a nigga make about a B in a week
Fuck niggas hating on me
But I’m Gary Payton, always on the team with the green
And the money counter, ’cause when I’m accounting
It be money coming in and coming out it, paper cut the money
Dummy niggas, I been thumbing out it
Trying not to run up out it in a fist fight
With a knife, nigga brought a gun up out it
Don’t you run up out it, lil nigga
Uh, hit him with a mini MAC
Is he really that bad that I gotta hit him with a bigger gat?
Matter fact, riddle me that
I’m literally at the spot that he said he’d be at, but where is he at?
Like, really nigga? Is you really tellin’ me that?
Like I ain’t prepared to hit him with a felony act?
Like, what you thought, I would never react?
Have a nigga lookin’ like he tryna fight in Smash Bros
When a nigga put a whole shell in his back
Fuck niggas yelling it back
Niggas get high and start hating on a real nigga
It’s like a nigga smokin’ on a jealousy pack
Look, lil nigga, uh
I got the remedy, I got the shooters with hidden identities
Fuck who you send at me
I got a stack on me long as a ruler and centipede
I got that Geneve, I got the energy
I got the money, the power, the enemies
I go to business
I’m asking these niggas for 60 percent of the entity
No one defending me
Niggas is talking, but no one offending me
Niggas know what the result of the end’ll be
Niggas won’t know how to find where they men’ll be
I’m a way different nigga on Hennessy
I got the recipe, none of y’all niggas sit next to me
Guard where your head and ya chest’ll be
I suggest you niggas never go testin’ me
I suggest you niggas never go testin’ me, nigga

[Outro]
I promise y’all niggas I do this shit in my sleep, it’s easy
I come to the studio and just say shit and it comes out that way
You know what I mean?
I promise y’all we down to go 36 hundred thousand rounds with anybody
Let these niggas know that all that rapping fast shit
We can do it too, nigga
Niggas be thinking they got that special sauce
Not today, nigga
Ain’t that right, man?
Y’all know what the fuck goin’ on, man
Who next? Who next? Who next? For real, who next?
Lemme know, lemme know, I’m off this, I’m off this
Love me now

Lucky lyrics

[Verse 1: Jason Mraz]
Do you hear me, I’m talking to you
Across the water, across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby, I’m trying

[Verse 2: Colbie Caillat]
Boy, I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard

[Chorus: Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat]
Lucky I’m in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

[Verse 3: Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat]
They don’t know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss
I’ll wait for you, I promise you, I will

[Chorus: Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat]
Lucky I’m in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we’re in love in every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

[Verse 4: Jason Mraz]
And so I’m sailing through the sea
To an island where we’ll meet
You’ll hear the music fill the air
I’ll put a flower in your hair

[Verse 5: Colbie Caillat]
Though the breezes through the trees
Move so pretty you’re all I see
As the world keeps spinning round
You hold me right here right now

[Chorus: Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat]
Lucky I’m in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we’re in love in every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

[Outro: Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat]
Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooH

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