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Finesse
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Finesse was released on August 7, 2014 by Lucki Eck$ as a part of the album Body High
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Release DateAugust 7, 2014
LabelLucki Eck$
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LUCKI
LUCKI
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LC Camel Jr.
LC Camel Jr.
Composer

Lyrics

Ay, okay, now last night, boy, I worked the whole block by myself
I sell these pills to who don't need them, then I pop 'em myself
I call these yaps the Lucki Eck$, feel like I'm poppin' myself
And still count that Cheddar Bob, like I be poppin' myself
'Cause baby, you know you know me, and I'm knowin' you do
We got the whole summer ahead and still a lil' snow with you
Who you get from? So-and-so? Okay, remind me to rob him
Finesse that bitch up out his number, told her she'll make some profit
I call him, "It's Lucki bro (okay?)
I got your number from this bitch (who?)
I can move your work around my school
You should front me some of that shit (alright, alright, alright)"
And he like, "Aw shit, gon' head, say thanks to that bitch (yeah)
All my shit was passin' slow (haha)
Turn that game speed up a bit (alright, I got you bro)"
Now he like, "Lucki, you bogus", that life, should know who to trust
Just keep calm, my ****, I rather be robbed than called a bust
Now he texting all on my phone, talkin' 'bout he gon' be at my school
Just meet me at class finesse, 'cause I just graduated, fool
You been finessed by finesser, boss, that **** you know
I'm that handicapper car, no sticker still won't get towed
Like you been finessed by finesser, boss, that **** you know
Boss, that **** you know
Boss, that **** you know
It's like, my money, finesse, is rare, finesse
These checks, finesse
Everything finesse
****, ****, ****, ****
Uh, finesse, finesse
Baby, I'm smooth as that ****, girl, I'm smooth as myself
I'm smooth as fresh cut scalps, come run your hand through my hair
I be finessing one bitch, my college bitch queen of Africa
Set **** up to buy my blunts, I'm 17, can't buy Swishers
She like to roll, I let her roll, she know her role in this script
The cops come, she gettin' cooked, she got my pole on her hip
Can't bond her out, that's too risky, so I forget 'bout that bitch
I'm still a kid anyway, I keep forgettin' 'bout that shit
I need to deal with shit my age, so I deal to kids my age
Get guap out your dash stash, problem solver Christian Cage
And if one rich kid get hooked
Then I guess I'll throw more bait, yeah
All them buy this magic shit, I guess they just like AIDS
Like finesse, finesse, finesse, that's all a **** know
These dealers know it too, that's why they blockin' all my calls
Finesse, finesse, finesse, that's all a **** know
These bitches know it too, that's why they blockin' all my calls
You been finessed by finesser, boss, that **** you know
I'm that handicapper car, no sticker still won't get towed
Like you been finessed by finesser, boss, that **** you know
Boss, that **** you know
Boss, that **** you know
That's like
My money, finesse, is rare, finesse
These checks, finesse
Everything finesse
****, ****, ****, ****
Written by: LC Camel Jr.
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