Luhh Dyl – South Beach Lyrics

South Beach – Luhh Dyl Lyrics

Uh, uh, uh

Hey, hey, hey, hey, gang, gang, gang

Gang

Tch, slow down

What we on?

Uh-uh, tch, yeah (Zstunnaa)

I say

Money, power, respect, uh-huh, after that you get the check

Lock in with me, I'll teach you the jwet

Bad bitch tryna eat the chain off my neck, shit, I guess you could say diamonds will make her wet

Shit, I guess you could say that I play for the Nets 'cause the way I been ballin'

I ain't bust no sweats, I just go put that call in and niggas get stre—

Yeah (Phew), wake up and touch ten and I ain't even stretched

Lam' truck on South Beach with— huh, onе time

Lam' truck on South Beach with hoes in thе back

Don't pat me down, know I brought two straps

I ain't even touch my advance, that's facts

Ten somethin' thousand for my voice on the track

When you get feats for that, you ain't gotta touch that

Huh, huh, I'm back and I'm better than ever, I'm blowin' this money tryna make it feel better

Bought bitch a car, got me feelin' like Ellen, I mean like Mase, shit, I mean like Oprah

I mean like today, tap in, shit goin'

We can make life-changin' money, okay? Just bring me a bank and just pray I'm close, huh

You got ten shots on you, no foldin', life is a gamble, you rockin' the Rollie

Fake-ass chain, round up, can't go in, flickin' up, move to the left for me, brodie

You watch your mouth, get strep throat speak on Kobe

You watch your step, step into my shoes, I just bought these

All the kids curious to what this shit cost me

Growin' up, I used to share the block with dope fiends, tuh

Mama had warned me 'bout those things, she couldn't stop me, I dove in four feet, huh

It was me and bro 'nem stolies, do it by ourself, we ain't have to come four deep, huh

I was that dirty lil' nigga who ain't have shit to eat, now I stack on floor seats, huh

Nigga, we is not that cool 'cause we had school, stop tellin' hoes you know me (Lame)

Money, power, respect, uh-huh, after that you get the check

Lock in with me, I'll teach you the jwet

Bad bitch tryna eat the chain off my neck, shit, I guess you could say diamonds will make her wet

Shit, I guess you could say that I play for the Nets 'cause the way I been ballin'

I ain't bust no sweats, I just go put that call in and niggas get stre—

Yeah (Phew), wake up and touch ten and I ain't even stretched

Lam' truck on South Beach with— huh, one time

Lam' truck on South Beach with hoes in the back

Don't pat me down, know I brought two straps

I ain't even touch my advance, that's facts

Ten somethin' thousand for my voice on the track

When you get feats for that, you ain't gotta touch that