Cant Be Luck ft. SouthfieldG & ManMan Savage Lyrics

What's up with all these niggas

Flexed they muscles, actin' tough

I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't fuck

I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched

I ran a half a ticket a couple times, it can't be luck

A nigga play with me, that 40 turn his ass to dust

I pull off on your block, I know that scat, it make a fuss

I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't fuck

I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched

Ran through 300 P's in one month, it didn't take much

My opps ain't never seen a hunnid G's, them niggas broke as fuck

Next flip, I make i might go buy that Maybach truck

I fucked a pastor's daughter, she was raised right, but she a slut

I've been all around the world, but still ain't met a bitch I can't fuck

Brought that SRT and spent another dub, geekin' it up

We don't like talking on the phone, turn them off when we meet up

Nigga pillow talk to these hoes, but when they see me, don't speak up

What's up with all these niggas

Flexed they muscles, actin' tough

I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't fuck

I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched

I ran a half a ticket a couple times, it can't be luck

A nigga play with me, that 40 turn his ass to dust

I pull off on your block, I know that scat, it make a fuss

I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't fuck

I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched

These niggas broke as hell, I told they ass to give it up

She tried to throw me ass, I told that bitch to give me trust

You talking to, so you know I'm ridin' dual-truck

I'm rollin' with some killers, they not knowin' who to bust

I'm tight in with the plug, so I prefer that real gas

And I like thick shit, but I prefer that real ass

And I can dish it raw, but I know he can cook fast

And I can stuff 250 in this book bag

My niggas said he fucked up, I threw it, don't look past

I post a half ticket, make these niggas look bad

We ridin' SRT, I told man man, hit the dash

She came in just to fuss, so keep your hand off the cash

What's up with all these niggas

Flexed they muscles, actin' tough

I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't fuck

I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched

I ran a half a ticket a couple times, it can't be luck

A nigga play with me, that 40 turn his ass to dust

I pull off on your block, I know that scat, it make a fuss

I never met no bitch up in my days that I couldn't fuck

I never met no nigga up in these streets that can't get touched