Rush Lyrics - Funkmaster Flex

[Lady Luck] 

Uhh, what 

Lady Luck 

Def Jam 

Shutting the game down from the whip 

To the tunnel 

You in da club 

Yo 

Bang this 

What ya'll gonna do when we rush the door 

Buy out the bar then rush the floor (niggas) 

Touch ya whore, I puff the raw 

Push a 4, wrist gonna crush ya jaw 

Don't trust a broad who rocking the Timberlands 

Criminal like Eminem don't act feminine 

But talk slick and six hit your women friends 

Ball like Wimbledon trucks like cinnamon 

It's them again (who) 

Niggas hotter then you 

It's like cop car lights with my rocks in view 

Pay homage to Luck a.k.a Chrissie Wallace 

Chick about them dollars, be a queen like Hollis 

Rockwilders, pop collars, glock hollers 

At Any nigga out to stop ours 

Cause we lug shots, mug shots, all at you blood clots 

One spot, gunshots, get the body dem hot 

(Chorus) x2 

[A Kid Called Roots] (Lady Luck) 

All my niggas and broads we rush the door (c'mon) 

Grap your drinks and rush the floor (c'mon) 

We keep it hot from wall to wall (c'mon) 

From the front to the rear get it crunk in here (yo, yo, yo, yeah) 

[Lady Luck] 

I came in the door, said it before 

Luck getting drunk till I fall to the floor 

Come back for more, rock wall to wall 

Ball till I score, then out by the morn 

How I dip and ride that whip I drive 

On I-95 getting hed in the ride 

Me and Root sipping Gin and The Juice 

Jewelry to loose, jeans hang over my boots 

You keep think that you bullet proof 

Till I put to your head give it a sunroof 

Good God, my whole squad hard 

And bank accounts is large 

Puff Chron--ic (*couching*) Stay in Phat Farm and Sean John 

Chick shake yo ass like you want some cash 

Nigga pump it fast like y