Lyrics

Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy Don't try to fly too high, not a free world You'll get banished by the sun But I can pick you up, meet you on the ground Use me how you must Be the strongest man, driven by your wants Pride is not a curse, ego is your friend Living by your word (she bad, she bad) Living by your word (she bad, she bad) Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy Made a recall on my brain, there's a glitch I'm just a fool 'cause I follow my gifts Better your gimmick to rabbit the race Better my time so my vices can wait 20-year journey in valley below If he misstep, he may hang from a rope Cops ride around like the niggas they hate Scared of a king put the gun in his face ya-ya-ya-ya City boy with pipe dreams Pawnshops and palm trees Starch on my tall tee No, my cap, not the ball team Trying to duck the wicked ways of Lu, uh Temptation strong, I might do somethin' She bad, she bad, she bad She bad, she bad, she bad She bad, she bad, she bad Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy
Writer(s): Brandon Banks, Ryan Svendsen, Jonah Christian, Paul Castelluzzo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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