Lyrics Lucky - PROF

Lucky

A poor boy, she’s a real rich girl
And that’s the story.
Aye-yeah!
Hey, give me one small shot
See that girl over there looking like a snob?
She look like a little, wealthy angel
I’ll impress her with my Gampo talk
I say my name, she says hers too
She flip me the bird and her friends laugh like it’s cool, yeah
Man I swear to God, I’ll be as rich as you
I just need a little time
Don’t you be conceited, even though you’re cute
I can make you change your mind
She treats me, like a punk
If I knew any better, I would say she’s a cunt
If I knew any better
I would say she’s a manipulating bitch-of-a-witch with some boobs in the front
She smiles well, you can tell her friends
I think I’m in love with this girl, I’m saying oooooooo
I want to see her every single day
She looking at me like I’m dumb, but I really wanna walk her home
Her daddy say my money ain’t long, ain’t long, ain’t long, long enough
Say oooo girl, do you think I’m some sort of fool girl?
Hey-yeah!
Where ever she go
I’mma be right on her toes, that’s my darling
Baby looking good and if I think about the way that I could impress her I would
Like if I started lifting weights
Or if I beat a bully up, I think that that is what is up
I could make money selling drugs
And just like her daddy, I’ll be ballin'
But that’s quite a pipe-dream
Pretty sure that this little itty-bitty
Evil little slut don’t even slightly like me
I’m slightly smarter, think she’s slightly retarded
And she swung and lightly slapped me when I slightly farted
She’s super, super tan.
Me?
I’m a clever young hooligan
I got the swagger no matter what mood I’m in
How could she not understand how cool I am?
She acting sassy because I ain’t got no dollars
I swear I’ll be rich and famous then come back and call her