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Camp Lo - Luchini Aka This Is It Lyrics

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  • Intro:
  • This is it (What?!)
  • Luchini pourin' from the sky
  • Lets get rich (What?!)
  • The cheeky vines
  • The sugar dimes
  • Cant quit (What?!)
  • Now pop the cork and scream the vigga
  • And get lit (What?! What?! What?!)
  • Verse One:
  • Introducin' phantom of the dark
  • Walk through my heaven with levitation
  • From efficient
  • and these leathers showboatin with Rugars
  • Flash vines Belafonte vigga
  • Lets get for what it's worth
  • As we confiscate your figgas
  • Cassanova brown levitatin jiggy in da shiggy's
  • In la hotta Car 54 chasin diamond runners
  • Headin ice bound, where every chilla dime can get
  • Your Harlem buck strut freezin world hice Hollywood
  • Madame Butterfly let me in your house of pleasure
  • From the knuckle swat shadowboxin catchin black-eye blues
  • I play the deef (What?!)
  • Sensations at the Monte Barbie screamin (Cheeba!)
  • For fillin pleasures at my castles (Blow the smoke out!)
  • The boss of Vegas substitutes when the Dutch is gone
  • The Lo don't stop give me shouts
  • Its the season sauters
  • Souflers for swervin no corners
  • We magnets to moolah
  • Livin wit Charlie's Angels hornets
  • No smilin were slidin
  • That gets you caught up in the octa
  • Or deaded for movin
  • Its just like that as we proceed
  • Saturday night special better take it lightly Ja-Jiyah
  • A happy time quest to the coast of Key Largo wire-ah
  • The chain gang keep your ears out for our years
  • Sippin' fountain root house of bamboo paradise
  • Chorus: repeat 2X
  • This is it (What?!)
  • Luchini pourin' from the sky
  • Lets get rich (What?!)
  • The cheeky vines
  • The sugar dimes
  • Cant quit (What?!)
  • Now pop the cork and scream the vigga
  • And get lit (What?!)
  • [1st time] This is it (What?!)
  • [2nd time] (What?! What?!)
  • Verse Two:
  • For these feral herds of seas of black cheese that I can't missa
  • Silky Days, satin nights takin' flights down to Florence
  • We sensation spanish flyin with the lady Scarface
  • Bottoms up sunshine.. Love Potion Number 9
  • And we headin from the magic city, transcending sweet
  • Up on your aura, find 'chini in London
  • Relaxation in Bora Bora
  • Got notion to bring it... sing it
  • Love up in my function
  • Stonin... robbin
  • We hiestin merchandise and gunnin
  • Love it... leave it
  • But bless the war chief or his bison
  • Get it... got it
  • The Lo will forever be nicin
  • Yeah; the Sonny Cheeba he be sippin Armaretta
  • The Geechie Gracious he be sippin Armaretta
  • We float the tri-state drink in this satin vines
  • This Coolie High jack pack from the sugar shack
  • Then what we do after we sip the Armaretta
  • We start the Harlem River quiver
  • Dig it sweet daddy
  • Sharpen the crimson blade
  • High sierra seranade
  • Anatomy for seduction be this here
  • Jealousy...
  • Enter the place with grace
  • Jersey Armaretta the burstin of clouds
  • It pours.. everything seems better
  • Or flats with love we move
  • Only in the mist
  • Its Lo its life
  • And we can't get enough of this
  • Chorus: repeat 2X
  • This is it (What?!)
  • Luchini pourin' from the sky
  • Lets get rich (What?!)
  • The cheeky vines; the sugar dimes
  • Cant quit (What?!)
  • Now pop the cork and scream the vigga
  • And get lit (What?!)
  • [1st time] This is it (What?!)
  • [2nd time] This is it (What?!) (x2)
  • Outro:
  • Yeah
  • The Sonny Cheeba he be sippin Armaretta
  • The Geechy Gracious he be sippin Armaretta
  • The Joe King he be sippin Armaretta
  • The Chaquita Kid he be sippin Armaretta
  • We got high stakes for mine Kiwa Armaretta
  • And then my man Ill Will sip Armaretta
  • And then my man Cab in the tray sippin that
  • We slide through the Tri-State with the hi-hat
  • And then I float side-to-side in my Coolie High
  • And then I peep the sunset with this Spanish Fly
  • Yeah
  • And then I float down south with the Boogie Flats
  • And then I slide up in-between a ziggy
  • And all of that gibs

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