Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lucy, artist - Cuco. Album song Chiquito, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 03.05.2018
Record label: Cuco
Song language: English
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 |
| 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 bitch |
| I flex on your momma with Dolce Gabbana |
| Fly to the Bahamas, and fuck on your grandma |
| They comin' to Cali, they come to my city |
| But you know my crew say you not fuckin' 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 fucked 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' shit on the game |
| Fuck all these lames, I don’t give a pity |
| They music is shitty, 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 fucking worth |
| Mama I’m sorry I’m not from this Earth |
| You can try hounding I’m already hurt |
| Bitches 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 ass bitch get the fuck off my dick |
| Ain’t nobody fucking with the fantasy clique |
| I ain’t got shit 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 bitch |
| 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 killing pussy 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 fucked up of my mind |
| Fuck do you mean bitch I have all the |
| I’ll be open and never be blind |
| Look in my eyes hope that soul will be mine |
| I kill 'em with harmony after they on to me |
| Bitch 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 cock it don’t bother me |
| Lot of you fuckers just copying me (fuck) |
| 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 motherfucking 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 motherfucking trippy |