YFN Lucci - PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH. Lyrics
YFN Lucci - PRACTICE WHAT YOU PREACH. Lyrics [Verse] Top five, hands down, huh Heard they caught you slippin' with your pants down, yeah Can't go on that mission and be playin' 'round, yeah All that tough talkin' got you man down, yeah, yeah, look In 2013, I probably would've sold your ass some Karo In 2013, that Act' was fifty dollars a row Sippin' like it's free, was me and Pound, the white girl Nicole, huh Tellin' me 'bout old stuff Why the hell every time I come around, you wanna hold somethin'? Then you wanna get mad when I tell you no like you my ho or somethin' Can't get no dollar out no bitch, this shit ain't worth nothin' If I can't get no dollar out no bitch, then she ain't my ho or nothin' (Look) Well, I guess I'm growin' up Remember when I ain't know enough Nip showed me ten thousand all blues, then we started goin' up Way before that Dirty Sprite dropped, nigga, we been pourin'...