Jaye - Luxury lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Jaye] Pills, weed, and that f**ing lean, im with a girl and she's on a bean You know im trying to get in between, that mississippi, that southern swing Laying low cause im riding clean, bad braudes when I hit the scene I'm fly as hell, my swag is mean, if that's your girl, I intervene Got my hand all in her jeans, when she go to sleep im all in her dreams Spend money on fancy things, both hands full of gold rings We royalty, f**ing kings, my car and girl's from overseas I'm getting all in her ovaries, it ain't hard to notice me! [Hook: Jaye] Boy im getting rich, so it's f** a b**h n***as talking sh**, (pow pow) hundred clips (x2) Fly a** n***a, high and livin'

Triple cup, double cup, feelin' like a villain Yeah im good n***a, yeah im good boy Yeah im fly as hell, 'til I f**ing die [Verse 2: Jaye] All about that luxury, bad b**hes they f** with me Your b**hes be ugly, I got so many in love with me Versace shades they cover me, im such a G, copped a quarter key I fronted that to little bro, we stuntin hard, we getting dough Pimp game is so cold but im bout money, so it's f** a ho f** you think that im in it for, still bust a nut on her cameltoe You b**hes know that im a a**hole, im a bad boy, yeah im bad news My n***as nuts like cashews, you n***as knows that cash rules [Hook: Jaye]