Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crime Pays , by - LUCKI. Release date: 06.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crime Pays |
| It’s like girls gone wild put yo shit out |
| We the top story, crown, we the penthouse |
| Keep a quiet body down for a big mouth |
| Cause ain’t none of us headin to the big house |
| Where yo pill stash at yeah boy we gotta have it |
| Better be smooth we a bunch of xan addicts |
| Might take a few before we put em out in traffic |
| Run em too smooth rush hour with the traffic |
| Gotta stay up way up, they up wait up |
| Might as well go head take em down |
| Might as well say we on a robbin tour |
| The way we puttin shit way outta town |
| Gotta stay up way up, they up, wait up |
| Might as well go head take em down |
| After that, treat it like our minutes up |
| Better not hear a mof**kin sound |
| That’s just me and my luck, and my gun and my thoughts |
| And every dealer know that real, like they the fish |
| And I caught em, and I hope a nigga know wheels burning |
| We all know, what you call, and when I’m too high lose that weight |
| Baby that scale know what I lost |
| And get the money tryna big up for the bitches, and bring a few |
| Guns out to the show, and close it up never open gettin stitches |
| And keep this whole operation on the low |
| And keep this whole operation on the low |
| This crime paying and I don’t care what you saying |
| This crime paying and I don’t care what you saying |
| This crime paying and I don’t care what you saying |
| Smell like dope, see the stains on my denim |
| Send it to the money when I get it I repented |
| Mark my paper you don’t get it I can print it |
| Get this ho back kill em off like Kenny |
| No crease paper couldn’t fold like them |
| Drug deal, low voice, low brim |
| Straight cash, backhand like pimps |
| Just gettin to the money like Kim K |
| Right transactions on them days |
| I must admit I’m a smooth criminal like MJ |
| Niggas’ll pay to take a walk in my shoes like MJ |
| Cops hit me, tryna get the answers but to them I’m Sway |
| Nahh, nah I ain’t got em |
| Walls walkin, money pass it all through the sliding |
| I’m jus tryna dodge a few bullets better livin |
| Cops tryna put me in the hole and lock |
| And know they all off season teams with the plottin |
| Walls walkin, money pass it all through the slide |
| I’m jus tryna dodge a few bullets better lie |
| Cops tryna put me in the hole and lie |
| Know they all off season teams with the plot |
| And get the money tryna big up for the bitches, and bring a few |
| Guns out to the show, and close it up never open gettin stitches |
| And keep this whole operation on the low |
| And keep this whole operation on the low |
| This crime paying and I don’t care what you saying |
| This crime paying and I don’t care what you saying |
| This crime paying and I don’t care what you saying |