Cuco - Lucy lyrics

Lucy in the sky Diamonds in my eyes Santana in my blood I don’t think I had enough Kaleidoscope vision I feel like John Lennon Take me back to 1960 Man, I’m feelin’ so trippy Lucy in the sky Diamonds in my eyes Santana in my blood I don’t think I had enough Kaleidoscope vision I feel like John Lennon Take me back to 1960 Man, I’m feelin’ so trippy I know she lookin’ for me In that foreign going dummy? I am not a superstar I got some junk food in my tummy But she is on top of me, I won the lottery Gimme a blotter please, I need some company Gimme an hour for all of this sour To get to my brain and take me away, to Another dimension, ask some more questions, read my expression Fantasy, that’s on my sweater Better than ever, I flex on you haters [?] Kick me like I’m your [?] that’s you and I Hate me or love me, I don’t feel sorry Sorry she loves me, do not disturb me Is my name Joe? ‘Cause she givin’ the Sloppy Escargot, [?] My beats are my babble, my sound is the sin My music the wave, I hope you can swim Don’t wanna get lit then talk to my face LSD in my spit well I kiss on your b**h I flex on your momma with Dolce Gabbana Fly to the Bahamas, and f** on your grandma They comin’ to Cali, they come to my city But you know my crew say you not f**in’ with me I feel like Ricardo, I’m coolin’ with Lucy Feel like Ricardo, I’m coolin’ with Lucy Rickie Ricardo, I’m coolin’ with Lucy Lucy in the sky Diamonds in my eyes Santana in my blood I don’t think I had enough Kaleidoscope vision I feel like John Lennon Take me back to 1960 Man, I’m feelin’ so trippy Lucy in the sky Diamonds in my eyes Santana in my blood I don’t think I had enough Kaleidoscope vision I feel like John Lennon Take me back to 1960 Man, I’m feelin’ so trippy Okay now, Lucy Lucy We can roll a doobie You my favorite type of groupie ‘Cause you f**ed up my hair like you knew me Man, I swear she make me loopie Specially, when she wear that two-piece, damn I just be trippin’ and going insane Me and these demons inside of my brain Not in my gang, not in my gang Plottin’ on how we gon’ sh** on the game f** all these lames, I don’t give a pity They music is sh**ty, they never gon’ get me I feel like I’m Whitney the way that I’m cracking I’m busted and relaxed and on top of a mattress, yuh Tell them don’t play, don’t play Imma find a piece and start that way Now with the percs, can’t go to sleep cause she making me work Making me question my own f**ing worth Mama I’m sorry I’m not from this Earth You can try hounding I’m already hurt b**hes I’m standing but get off my nerves I just swerve out the way, blowing perc to your face You get merc’d on this day if your words do not play Hating a** b**h get the f** off my dick Ain’t nobody f**ing with the fantasy clique I ain’t got sh** but some wrapes in the dick I’m sad and I’m lit Psychedelic thoughts in the back of the whip I’m back on this b**h He make a hiss so I’mma laugh till I’m rich like uh Tell them white hoes I’mma beaner Imma get a misdemeanor k**ing p**y with my weiner And I hope she’s not a screamer I be rolling in the bimmer Be chilling with different hoes Lucy you know I’m a keeper I be f**ed up [?] of my mind f** do you mean b**h I have all the [?] [?] I’ll be open and never be blind Look in my eyes hope that soul will be mine I k** ’em with harmony after they on to me b**h you a barber so keep on just bopping me Drinkin’ this hemlock I feel like I’m Socrates Get used to hearing me there will be lot of me Flex on the hoes that was never on top of me I’m taking over and no one is stopping me [?] walk on my co*k it don’t bother me Lot of you f**ers just copying me (f**) Lucy in the sky Diamonds in my eyes Santana in my blood I don’t think I had enough Kaleidoscope vision I feel like John Lennon Take me back to 1960 I’m so motherf**ing trippy Lucy in the sky Diamonds in my eyes Santana in my blood I don’t think I had enough Kaleidoscope vision I feel like John Lennon Take me back to 1960 I’m so motherf**ing trippy