Get Lucky

VERSE 1
We’re up all night to get lucky, and I ain’t talking about you bitch fuck me, we’re hanging around at the party, hoping we find the one to love me, but another night I get nothing, call me firefox cause your internet’s buffering, but I’ll be laughing, in the future about how much I tried to do ya, looked like a loser, but now I do stuff, I look like an open page of karma sutra, but it’s a shooter, un-hit the loop bar, cause baby you are, the same old tuner, belong to hooters, I get a new car, you get a new charge, when you just walk past, drink from a tall glass think and I bring the hall pass, but I have a list, and baby, you’re last

VERSE 2
Say forever well I’d love to be but I’m happy lying back with my Somersby and it’s a luxury of mind that we can achieve, but I’d love to free your life if you count to three, I really start rapping the same when I see these lame dogs all rappin bout pay, but it’s not the main cost it’s the acting that’s great, if I didn’t pay attention I’d be getting played, now I have all these thoughts I need to sell them, cause it’s in these thoughts that I reach seldom, it’s hard to make something in Melbourne, if I’m not a dj. I rap without an album, but I allow them, when I smell them, I can’t bring myself to say what I may when I tell them, it's different, but if you listen to my cd's it's a good chance that ill sell them

VERSE 3
Girl, we got together at a party, nothing more nothing less, you don't even need to ask me, cause that's all it is another moment in passing, we'll go our own ways cause from the start it wasn't lasting, this ain't nasty, well I mean hardly, but it is starting to make a marking, but one day you'll understand, that if it doesn't work it's cause im not your man, damn, I just heard myself, im the type of guy that you'd have burn in hell, roll in turd as well, cause I hurt you well, I guess it's over cause there's no more to tell