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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
LUCKI
LUCKI
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Edward Davis, Jr.
Edward Davis, Jr.
Songwriter:in
Lucki Camel Jr.
Lucki Camel Jr.
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DJ Eway
DJ Eway
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Lyrics

Hmm, yo, ayy Ayy, yo, ayy Ayy, ayy Send me on my way, all my problems in your-, uh Send me on my, uh, ayy, ayy, ayy Send me on my way, all my problems went away I leave your coupe, this lil' four-door go to space She wanna run my way, bring my problems to her space I thought we was cool, you just tryna find your way I was just in school, that shit felt like yesterday I thought we was real, you just tryna find your way AMG, I race, inside look like outer space She just want a picture, that shit there gon' make her day She wanna make a video 'cause the roof look like it's space Niggas plan on killin' you, and you're actin' like it's okay She watch all my interviews, she know what not to say Percocet is killin' you, that's all I hear 'em say Send me on my way, all my problems went away I leave that coupe, that's a baby mama thing Panoramic roof on her selfies on her page She just want a picture, that shit there gon' make her day Send me on my way, ayy, ayy, hmm, ayy, ayy In my panoramic roof on her selfies on her page Send me on my way, all my problems went away Yo, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, yo, uh, ayy Send me on my way, all my problems went away I leave your coupe, this lil' four-door go to space, ayy
Writer(s): Edward M Davis Jr, Lc Camel Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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