Luke Christopher

Luke Christopher - The Boy Is Here lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Know that I do deep, yes I do dope

Yes, I do

My nigga Chris was wonderin' how it's gon' sound like when I flip the sample

Thought a nigga in there robbin' the set like a bobblehead

(Verse)

Yeah, comin' live from the San Fernando

The same young fly nigga, same old man, so

You know it's fire if yo boy put his hands on

But will neva give you sum' like a handout

Fuck a play of words, can I talk for a sec?

I remember writin' this in the park on the bench

I missed the landlord for the rent

I sped it on the keyboard, money was bid

You hearin' these beats, boy, I know ya neck bend

Why ya lyin' to me? It's known you lyin', nigga

Tell me who be iller, who be flier than me nigga

When we hit the lady killa and the chocolate and vanilla

Don't tell me how to spit it, that's a hell of fuckin' ?

I know you love that, this skrilla money ain't a thing, fuck all that

Nigga broke, nowhere to go, don't even know, they neva know

If niggas scared to dream, what the dream for?

Rag niggas at the door, we don't need to know

(Hook)

(Know he did it!) Yes, I muthafuckin' did

And Marcus bless the muthafuckin' kid

Now we dangerous, and we came just for ya

And we don't let them lame niggas bore ya

I'm sorry that we late, we here now

(The boy's here now, the boy's here now)

(No fear now, the boy cheer and he go)

(Verse 2)

Comin' live from the 818, but used to reside in the 805

Like on the Port Side, and we decided to ride

Somebody said regard the house parties or live

We can dig a nigga, course I want some dollas for the things I do

But the real motivation for me is... you

For me is you, no time to intercept it, this shit is real

Last year we was strugglin', I swear we have more prolems now

And all this shit, we learned from it

Word to the clique, fame comin' quick

Won't take a drink, but I might take a sip

Because I see these niggas celebrating before they got a hit

All of a sudden they be broke and shit

You should hold yo bricks, homie

Cuz that's what my momma told me

Cuz it's time for matrimony

Married to this shit, homie

(Hook)

(The boy's here now, the boy's here now)

(No fear now, the boy cheer and he go)

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