Lil Scrappy - Complicated lyrics
rate me
It’s that subtle smoke
Southern smoke damn
Thank God for the waker
Tickle she then twist her
I’m in the taker her shit naïve
Steamer down on the biz naïve
On the way to the biz naïve
Feed her on the G naïve
Ploy it would take her
Tell them fool he would take her
West side, what it in bro?
You get stomped
What it in for?
The money, bitches and the liquor
And yeah I’m an actor
So no sense in making my character
My broad life is driving me
Got young niggers that Text co
No blow boys in Mexico
Kill them down at the 8th sun
Who where you in the you can’t
All the bitch scream loud
And the nigger color
Get some more strap
Now lift’em up
My life is like a movie
No strutting it
I’m burning down the cope
No John hey!
They told me that
Told me told me
Cause they asked
Young black in the game
No straight cash
It’s complicated
You know it’s complicated
It’s complicated
My-my life is complicated
It’s complicated
Lord knows it’s complicated
They walk around and watch the shooters out
Team two what I do
Gonna fuck a bitch or two
Turn the sausage
Cheese greasing
Pussy 2 hell yea
That’s all on my name yeah
Man what to do crash bag
So she brought a whole 2
I had my press to
Hell real nice
I had my nigger new
He had to swoop right
Now look, mean up
Tell all my niggers
Head btton game open
Like I’m muchos migos
Get your chance...
Cane full of beat faces
From elusive faces
That’s Versace paving
Gianni, just call me old money
Haters that might be
Call me in the morning
My life is like a movie
No strutting it
I’m burning down the cope
No John hey!
They told me that
Told me told me
Cause they asked
Young black in the game
No straight cash
It’s complicated
You know it’s complicated
It’s complicated
My-my life is complicated
It’s complicated
Lord knows it’s complicated
They walk around and watch the shooters out
They walk around in my shoes
And hear you long
They walk around in my shoes
And hear you long
My life a complicated operation
These bitches sucking on my dick like it’s their obligation
I got this lock number combination
That bitch booty so big
Look like a confrontation
What the price yo mama?
I can weigh a few condoms
I can spare a few dollars
By here a few collar
My beat is bubonic
Cause c automatic
...but all they see no ...
Trunk up the back my Ferrari
Till my body is sorry
My auto lawn is ...
My life is like a movie
No strutting it
I’m burning down the cope
No John hey!
They told me that
Told me told me
Cause they asked
Young black in the game
No straight cash
It’s complicated
You know it’s complicated
It’s complicated
My-my life is complicated
It’s complicated
Lord knows it’s complicated
They walk around and watch the shooters out
