Wilson, Luke Filmography

• This is War-Memories of Iraq
  2007, role: actor , character name: Himself

Wilson, Luke Filmography

• Tha Eastsidaz
  2005, role: actor , character name: Man In Stall

Wilson, Luke Filmography

• Tibetan Rock Dog
  2015, role: actor , character name: Bodi
• Dear Eleanor
  2014, role: actor , character name: Bob Potter
• Ride
  2014, role: actor , character name: Ian
• A Many Splintered Thing
  2014, role: actor , character name: Samson
• Satellite Beach
  2013, role: writer
• The Skeleton Twins
  2013, role: actor , character name: Lance
• Move Me Brightly: Celebrating Jerry Garcia's 70th Birthday
  2013, role: actor , character name: Himself - Interviewer
• Saturday Night Live: Thanksgiving
  2013, role: actor , character name: Mark
• Straight A's
  2013, role: actor , character name: William
• Satellite Beach
  2013, role: director
• Satellite Beach
  2013, role: actor
• Satellite Beach
  2013, role: producer
• Meeting Evil
  2012, role: actor , character name: John Felton
• Guys Choice Awards 2012
  2012, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Electric Avenue
  2011, role: actor
• Electric Avenue
  2011, role: director
• Electric Avenue
  2011, role: writer
• 2010 CMT Music Awards
  2010, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Death at a Funeral
  2010, role: actor , character name: Derek
• Middle Men
  2009, role: actor , character name: Jack Harris
• 2009 CMT Music Awards
  2009, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Festival Updates
  2008, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Tenure
  2008, role: actor , character name: Charlie Thurber
• Henry Poole Is Here
  2008, role: actor
• Vacancy
  2007, role: actor , character name: David Fox
• Blonde Ambition
  2007, role: actor , character name: Ben
• Blades of Glory
  2007, role: actor , character name: Sex Class Counselor
• Terra
  2007, role: actor , character name: Jim Stanton
• You Kill Me
  2007, role: actor , character name: Tom
• 3:10 to Yuma
  2007, role: actor , character name: Zeke
• The 63rd Annual Golden Globe Awards
  2006, role: actor , character name: Himself - Presenter: Best Actor in a Supporting Role in a Series, Mini-Series or Motion Picture Made for Television
• Hoot
  2006, role: actor , character name: Delinko
• Idiocracy
  2006, role: actor , character name: Joe Bauers
• The Family Stone: Q&A; Session with the Cast
  2006, role: actor , character name: Himself
• CMT: The Greatest - Sexiest Southern Men
  2006, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Jackass Number Two
  2006, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Mini's First Time
  2006, role: actor , character name: Garson
• CMT Greatest Moments: Willie Nelson
  2006, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Anatomy of a Scene: Shark Attack
  2006, role: actor , character name: Himself
• The Making of 'My Super Ex-Girlfriend'
  2006, role: actor , character name: Himself
• The 78th Annual Academy Awards
  2006, role: actor , character name: Himself - Presenter: Best Live Action Short Film
• My Super Ex-Girlfriend
  2006, role: actor , character name: Matt Saunders
• The Family Stone: Behind the Scenes
  2006, role: actor , character name: Himself
• The Cast of 'My Super Ex-Girlfriend'
  2006, role: actor , character name: Himself
• The Family Stone
  2005, role: actor , character name: Ben Stone
• The Wendell Baker Story
  2005, role: actor , character name: Wendell Baker
• The Wendell Baker Story
  2005, role: producer
• The Wendell Baker Story
  2005, role: writer
• The Wendell Baker Story
  2005, role: director
• Around the World in 80 Days
  2004, role: actor , character name: Orville Wright

Famous quotes by Luke Wilson:

"As long as you're getting along, it's nice to work with someone you know well."

"There definitely is that element of guys who like to party and have a good time and... putting off for as long as possible the idea that they'll actually have to settle down."

"I like to think I can keep a pretty level head."

"Especially with a comedy, you've got the clear cut goal of trying to make a scene funny. It's not like drama where you're trying to achieve some kind of emotion or trying to further the story along. You're trying to figure out what's the funniest way to do something."

"That's one of those things that will really hurt me personally, if I label a character or think about what it might do if it were to do well. I just try to do a good job with it."

"I'm probably one of the worst people with numbers you've ever met. My brothers always kid that they think I'm counting cards in Vegas, but I'm just trying to add things up."

"I went back to my high school in Texas about a month ago. I ended up spending five, six hours at the school meeting different kids."

"Whatever kind of movie it is, you're going to be more into it when you care more about the drama, or you'll have a better laugh if you feel like you know the people better."

"When you're in Los Angeles, nobody bats an eye, they're so used to seeing actors, they just act really cool."

"I always laugh the hardest at the stuff you see in day-to-day life. It's great when somebody can tell a joke that really makes you laugh hard, but to see some kind of personal interaction that no one could write is so good. Those are always the things that make me laugh."

"I spent so many years with people saying, 'Hey, you're like America's boyfriend!'"

"I like to think I've done a lot of different kinds of roles, but obviously I have done quite a lot of comedies."

"I've worked on movies that are being rewritten as you go, but you take so long and so much time doing it, that it's not really an issue knowing what's going to happen or how the movie is going to end."

"When you do a comedy, the goals are much clearer to me."

"I'd always envied actors who got to play real people or got to do research. I've always just had these scripts where, I mean not in a bad way, but it was right on the page."

"It's always been my personal feeling that unless you are married, there is something that is not very dignified about talking about who you are dating."

"I have never, for better or worse, thought about a 'career path' or anything like that."

"I just always wanted to stay busy."

"I'm really just doing whatever comes my way and trying to stay busy and get better at what I'm doing."

"The thing about being an actor is that you're in the business of not growing up."

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• No Stoppin This - Lucky Luciano
• Tonight - Lucky Luciano
• Swervin A Suburban - Lucky Luciano
• Still Watchin' Me - Lucky Luciano
• Still Pimpin Pens (nawfside Mexican) - Lucky Luciano
• Spm & Lucky - Lucky Luciano
• Palyas Roll - Lucky Luciano
• Me Don't Care - Lucky Luciano
• LOST CAUSE - Lucky Luciano
• I'm A Gangsta - Lucky Luciano
• I Shine - Lucky Luciano
• High Part 2 - Lucky Luciano
• Goin' crazy - Lucky Luciano
• Baddest Bitch I Eva Met - Lucky Luciano
• Believe In Me - Luke Olson

[Lucky]
Luciano be a hog, and he all about the paper
Ain't no mo' buck hide, boy I be sitting on alligator
Let me get on the microphone, so I can show em how it's done
No matter where I go, I never roll without my gun
Young mo'fucker up in this game, acting bad
Come around that corner, on chrome in that Cadillac
I ain't rapping for free, so quit bothering me
Unless you tal'n bout that feddy, don't be calling a G
I'ma swing then I swang, gripping on the grain
Hit you with some game, while I sip a little drank
Man hold up, that boy there he go hard
Who that Mexican wrecking, Mr. Texas Lone Star
Had sex with your broad, in the back of your car
Jamming Screw tapes, gone off them handle bars
I got love for my partnas, we be unseen
Me and Angeletti, Full Time and Lil Quin
Winston in the Penn, he'll be out in a second
Y'all already know when he touch down, that boy there gon wreck it
Dopehouse Records, done hooked up with Luck
So me and DFO, are making it bubble up
Pain and Rob, Uchie and Twin Beredaz
I'ma come through, and write SPM a letter
Tell him it's getting better, we gon hold it down
Po'ing fo's for you, and smoking on pine
What it do what the deal, huh brah holla whaaa
H-Town representing, know I'm tal'n bout boy
[Hook x2: Lady Jane]
It ain't no, stopping this
Can't stop won't stop us, not for shit
(ain't no one stopping this)
It ain't no, stopping this
Can't stop won't stop us, not for shit
(can't stop won't stop, not for shit)
[Lucky]
My neighborhood we run that hoe, and there there be so fa real
Man I dare you to come and try, to sell your dope up over here
We got it locked from block to block, you already know what I'm tal'n bout
And for them haters I got a glock, up in the 'Burban I'm chopping blocks
They selling herb they selling syrup, they selling X and they selling caine
Up in the Lex they gripping grain, we that Mexicans spitting game
Now get your change break your bread, try your best and shake them FED's
Off your ass get your cash, nigga like me be living fast
Maaan, I'm trying to get these riches
I like to pimp these bitches, while hitting 16 switches
I hit the school zone, representing Screwston
Dripping candy paint, ain't no fucking two tone
I'ma ball, y'all can call me and outlaw
Putting it down for my dogs, locked away behind the bars
Living life like a star, sipping pints of the bar
See that boy Lucky on the mic, going hard
[Hook x2]
[Lucky]
Ain't no way you stopping me, I got a family I gotta feed
Plus I got a block to bleed, Lucky full of that broccoli
Please believe I'm getting chips, state to state I'm hitting licks
On a paper chase up in this bitch, it's all about them Benjamin's
Laughing at my competition, flashing my diamonds
Christian on a mission, ain't tripping I've been rhyming
Pimping been pimping, I'm pimping a pen haa
Ends been flipping, I'm getting the chips haa
This for the dealers in the kitchen, weighing up the damn soda
Making boulders with the baking soda, slanging on the corner
I'm a soldier smoking swisha sweets, in a black Caddy
Lucky got game, like his daddy and his granddaddy
Man I could pimp this big booty, broad bitch
That hoodrat, never had no superstar dick
Time to flip my do', cause I done stacked my G's
And man I'm finished with flow, so nigga pass me the weed
[Hook x2]

[Jady in background]
[Jady:] I'm by the bar and you lookin' sexy (Oooh-whoa)
Girl, what you sippin' on, girls, your drinks are on me
Tonight (Tonight...)
[Lucky Luciano:] Hold up, girl
I like how you move when you do that there (Oh)
[Jady:] Tonight (Tonight...)
[Lucky Luciano:] Hold up, girl
I like how you move when you do that there (Oh)
[Jady:] Tonight
[Verse 1: Lucky Luciano]
I done bought the bar, don't worry 'bout it
I like how it look when you move ya body
Drinks on me, my black car Gotti
Let's V.I.P., it's way too crowded
Come upstairs, feel live,
I love that smell, what's that you wearin'?
Oh, Cardier, yeah, I should have known
After this club, come follow me home
Cranberry and Belve', girl, what you drinking
I'm a order us a round and a shot of Tequila
I see ya bangin' body
Drinks on me, don't worry about it, I got it
[Chorus: Jady in background]
[Jady:] Cause I'm by the bar and you lookin' sexy (Oooh-whoa)
Girl, what you sippin' on, girls, your drinks are on me
Tonight (Tonight...)
[Lucky Luciano:] Hold up, girl
I like how you move when you do that there (Oh)
[Jady] Tonight (Tonight...)
[Lucky Luciano:] Hold up, girl
I like how you move when you do that there (Oh)
[Jady:] Tonight
[Verse 2:]
I'm vallet on chrome, my paper is long
I pay for patrone, just to get you loose
Orange juice and a little grey goose
When you see my Louie shoes, I bet you choose
So what it do, I'm feeling you too
Look mighty sexy, yes you do
I'm a upgrade you, I'm already cool
In the club, with my mink on, my neck is blue
Oh, you like that beau, let's hit Cancun
I'll take ya on a seven day getaway cruise
Tell your boss you quit, you done got promoted
I'll be back off and I order another shot for ya
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
So what it's gonna be, it's about to be three
Wanna kick it with a G at a presidential suite
Order Don P and room service
Sex in the morn' before our breakfast
Ever partied like this, ever sipped on Cris
Wanna try somethin' new, come see how I live
What it is, girl, I know you like it
Make ya next move, ya best move, don't you fight it
Let go
I know you in a zone
Grouped on my game, yeah, you know it's cold
Jacuzzi and a fireplace to keep you hot
If you want it, I'll give it to ya, I won't stop

[Hook: Block]
Early in the morning, trying to find another club
Cause this one's, bout to close up
Swerving a Suburban, trying to find another club
Cause I'm still trying, to po' up
[Lucky]
I been up two nights, and I'm still going hard
Party nonstop, Lucky living like a star
Why the club close, when a playa having fun
Just killed my last drink, I was about to get crunk
Lil' mama where you from, well what you gon do
Why don't you get your friends, and they all can come too
They gotta qualify though, they gotta be worthy
I'ma give you my number, but holla at me you heard me
Y'all can all come through, if you talking bout something
Pack up in my Suburban, that be sitting on them buttons
When the sun come up, baby girl you gotta go
Get your shoes get your clothes, get your purse and hit the do', it's
[Hook]
[Lucky]
Ahh naw, a playa can't chill
Why them boys, turn on the lights in here
It's two o'clock already, I'm still trying to drink
Bouncer looking at me, like finish that mayn
Iight I'm through, yeah disappear
Trying to find something sexy, so I can get up in her ear
And tell her something thoed, something she never heard
Chop up some real game, and have her like whaat
Nothing to a playa, cause a playa get chose
That's about piece and chain, shoes watches and clothes
I'm a fool boy, it ain't new to the kid
I got one life to live, might as well do it big
[Hook]
[Lucky]
It's 3:30 in the morning, it's still going down
Ten butt naked's in the room, going live
We done hit the spot, parking lot pimping
See how quick, my whip had all of the women
Following us, back to the Telly-elly
I asked her in the lobby, are you sure you're really ready
Cause it's bout to go down, it's some real game spitters
She use to them squares, and never met no real pimp
And I would lace it up, but right now I ain't got time
Only here for my show, what go down
Early in the morn', I gotta catch a damn flight
Come see about me girl, I'm only here for one night

[talking]
Who them stars pulling up (fa sho), ha-ha
Turning heads, still pimping, ha-ha, uh
Lucky Luciano, uh
[Hook]
You with your man, but still watching me
Now you, gonna make your man mess around and try to kill me
Cause I'm, gon do some things that's never been done
I'm, gonna leave you sprung
(you gon be sprung when I leave, cause I'm still pimping)
[Lucky]
Girl look me in my eyes, quit staring at my diamonds
Yeah I see you with your man, and you're just waiting for the time
When you can come on over here, and give me your number on the low
So I can put it in my phone, and then hit you up at fo'
In the morning, have you in the Hotel moaning
I'm ordering room service in the morning, then I'm out
Tell him to pick you up, know I'm timminy tal'n bout
I'm about making loochie, staying draped with Gucci
Never paying for no coochie, never swanging in a Hooptie
It's the candy slab rider, with a handy gat inside a
Glove box, you already be knowing that boy Lucky bust shots
Jackers running up, cause I'm the rapper coming up
Mad at the stack of money, I had up in the club
And how I took off with his girl, then I left her at the Telly
He had to go pick her up, now he really wanna kill me
He had to go and pick her up, so now he wanna kill me
[Hook]
[Uchie]
If you gonna look, say something
Just because, my shine stay on bling
Lucky, I think these bitches be tripping
So tell em more, so you bitches better listen
[Lucky]
Better listen up to little Luck, I'm tinted up in a trophy truck
Got purple stuff up in a cup, I'm glittered up with the princess cuts
Still sitting up on leather buck, getting big bucks off pimping sluts
I get it crunk and live it up, y'all boys ain't ready for Lil' Luck
I left your girl sprung, with my name in her mouth
She was taking off her blouse, when she came to my house
Wasn't no making out, I came to make her shop
It's that Lucky Luciano, I ain't saving y'all
[Uchie]
Hold up Lucky, man I said it before
And I, don't give a fuck about these bopping hoes
Cause uh, hit em up my celly cause they love to roam
Take em to the Telly, cause they man's at home
[Hook x2]

[Lucky]
Yeah, 2003..
They gone hate this..
My boy Filero, in here on the track..
[Lucky Luciano]
Well it's the nawfside mexican, wreckin these boys ugly
No matter what you do, there ain't no fucking with the Lucky
The coldest in the free world, these record labels want me
They know I'm bout to switch the game up and get money
I got grown women with their own bank account
I ain't gone do nothin stupid, so these laws could take me out
I gotta represent for y'all, put my hood on the map
Houstone till I'm gone, H-Town where you at?
I got a manager with me that keep a glock forty wit em'
Keep thinking I'm slippin, and get shot up by my assistant
But nigga please, that shots from the k
Knock the smile off your face, so calmate guey
Im a blaze up the Arizona weed and smoke
Still sippin on the lean like a G supposed to
03 fa' sho, is my time to shine
If I don't make it with this rappin, I'm a cock my nine
And find the nearest dopeman and goto his dope house
Kick down the door, take over and boss
Im a young boss hogg, nigga look at me now
In the kitchen on a mission, tryin a cook up an ounce
And serve y'all what you need, watch the block bleed
When I signed on the dotted lines I got G's
Thought I signed for nothin you must think Luck a fool
My lawyer would'nt let me do it even if I wanted too, ooh!
[Lucky]
Oooh, that boy said that, know I'm sayin?..
Screwed up texas..
H-town, What it do?..
It don't stop..
[Lil' Keke]
I been pimpin major pen, since the year 9-3
Who better to get it crackin than that boy Don Ke
Got that Lucky on my side and he rippin the flo'
We gone shut down and close before we open the door
Now it's 2003 it ain't no fuckin with me
I stay sippin on the sprite and I stay fire'n the tree
This for all the young G's that be reppin the blocks
they be rollin' 22's and be covered in rocks...it don't stop
So I'm a pimp me a pen
Drop the top on the lac and try to smash again
Southside representin man, you know who it be
Straight up out the dirty third, it's that H-Town G
And it's R.I.P to that G named Screw
We gone keep this thing rockin, tryin a do what we do
We started this thing up and we bringin it back
Houston Texas in the house and the Don Said that...What
[Lil' Keke]
Houston Texas...7-1-3
Peace to the whole underground..
Its the young Don, CMG representin..
Lucky..
My boy Filero..
R.I.P to Dj Screw!!!
[Lucky talking over Lil' Keke]
Fa' sho...Haa!
It don't stop..
H-Town, what it do, baby?..
Pullin' trails nawf, off the west gulf bank..
R.I.P to Dj Screw!!!..
Fa' Sho!
[Lucky Luciano]
Its time to lay em' down like that stripper last night
Some talk about it but I'm living that life
Who be ballin in them Houston streets
L to the U to the C to the K to the K to the E to the K to the E
Lil' Keke and Lucky Me, shooting dice for a hundred G's
Show me the mic and I'm a wreck
Pimpin puttin these hoes in check
See the wrist got big bagets
Princess all on my neck
Full tank on Gulf Bank
Y'all already know I drank drank
Ga' dang, I'm a do the fool
When I come down chunkin duece out the roof
I got Gucci on my shoe, yeah I use to skip school
But now I'm throwing parties, women in my swimming pool
Apple over blue, on them 22's
See the inside looking like a living room
Aint no mo' woo-doo
Im comin in somin new

[SPM:]
It's that boy Los recking you niggas fo' show dope house in the house hope you ready for more. Rollin chevrolet slow I'm blowing purplelish dro I know you hear the track nigga watch me murder this ho. It's important you listen try to vision the vision I'm a pick up the pigeons and take them straight to the kichen. Ain't no need to be bitchin' baby please stop fussin. I'm grindin and hustling. That's the life of your husband. Gotta move out the hood because it's hotter than flames. I ain't naming no names uh but most of us slang. It's the joys of the pains, of playin dangerous games. Got me locked up in chains still the dream remains. These is struggling times I'm sheddin tears for my G's in caskets and cages I guess that includes me. Finna smoke me a tree and zip some homemade wine is some older niga telling me to don't waste time.
[Lucky Luciano:]
This for the homeboys in (quoquestemi) free S-P, free lil Bling and till the day they let 'em free, I'm a hold it down in these H-town streets. ya'll know me lil luky L same one supplying that money L. third corner hustlers showin out for the boys out on lock who ain't comin out. sellin balls pimpin' hoes man don't stop that's how it goes. gotta make that dough, might see the snow ese came up on this here flow, stay a G till they bury me. ain't born non I'm on my feet. ball until they catch me and give me a number and TDC. till that day I'm a act an ass, little ring that Cadillac no stage the same and stack my cash and try to bring home a platinum plaque. ain't shit changed still sippin drank in a big red and power 8. after eight tryin to paper chase tryin to see how much I can make today. playa made and strapped up waitin' on one of ya'll to act up. smoke you like my last blunt gloves on and matched up. nigga what I'm a Houston representative hold it down for that dope house till they free that god damn Mexican.
[Chorus: x2]
S-P-M-&-L-U-C-K-Y-L-U-C-I-A-N-O
D-O-P-E-H-O-U-S-E-R-E-C-O-R-D-S
[SPM:]
When I slide, 'bout to bring this heavy and cold. tryna to reach for my piece, ok ready, unload. and so many been told but got no sense to listen. walk away from the fire that's your best decision. so many souls have risen, so many hoes have been done. so many mothers have fainted, now pick her up off the rug and take her out of the room. don't let her look at the body because she still can't believe that her son is inside 'em. I'm tryin to cope with the laws and put my hope in the cross. I remember all the times, walkin' broke through the malls. no love for the browsers so I opened up houses. moved ups and downs I'm the company founder. my weed was browner but now it's greenish and bluish. on the streets I was learnin with the rest of the students. no scholarship and it felt like graduation was hell. he wanted a dime so I broke a twenty using my nail. soy el coyote del monte you know that boy. el nombre famoso me llamo CARLOS COY. el jefe de la compania dope house records. I done wreck you niggas once, now I'm comin for seconds and the jealous of my stepping stones building my dynasty. all the hate makes me stronger bitch you cannot silence me. we all about pluses catching hydro busses. I'm the truest why you think the fukin whole world love us. the life of a thousand men if you ain't a friend of mine I step to the niggaz and they like uh neva mind. never been afraid to die, so I pray the day that I leave you'll forgive me if I don't get a chance to say goodbye. G till my after life hillwood mastermind dope sells itself we don't even have to advertise.
[Chorus: x2]
S-P-M-&-L-U-C-K-Y-L-U-C-I-A-N-O
D-O-P-E-H-O-U-S-E-R-E-C-O-R-D-S
[Lucky Luciano:]
Ayy, two coldest Mexicans on the mic again. playa of the year and the violinist. I'm a sit in first chair till he get out of prison. dope house records done crack a million, diamond greenie chiviolin, hotel rooms with a lot of women. I ain't even had me a pot to piss in. check me out I done bought a benz. now to six with four thirty. off wreckin mics I ain't sold a birdie, if SPM ain't find the kid, in cyber quick ya'll ain't never heard me. I show my ass every chance I got. they showed the cash and the shit ain't stopped. gimme my props, I stack me a knot now I'm independent now sitting on top. bottles pop with a coniak I got diamond rocks all up on my watch. talkin' bout gotta be in my socks. got a 50 cal I don't bot no glock from black to black, I grind and rob the block. hit the blockers back in the parking lot. I'm on chop chop in a drop top. bitch back before I got it lock. hillwood take it off my dick with the rows performance I'm a show respect. RIP to Big M-o-e bet all screw Houston texas. till the end I'm a represent and drew it off with two kids keep stacking up these Benjamin and stayin that playa made Mexican
[Juan Gotti:]
Uh, was up my gente. it's ya boy, Juan Gotti. putting it down for the dope house familia: Rasheed, Grimm, Baby Bash, Low G, Coast, Quotakey, Powda, Pimpstress, Carolyn, Major Riely, Fame, Shadow, and of course my two homeboys....
[Chorus: x2]
S-P-M-&-L-U-C-K-Y-L-U-C-I-A-N-O
D-O-P-E-H-O-U-S-E-R-E-C-O-R-D-S
[Juan Gotti:]
Roll with the SouthPark Mexican. put it down I'm a screwed up Mexican, from Houston Tex. back again, got some putos why they laughin, it's happenin. back again let it show one for my locos like? let it go, that's for sure. what's the time they got home. we can throw it, my boy got a lock of load, got a lock of load. you gotta get it wey, ni pensaban que???. I got it paid, slinging hoes all day. roll in the zone keep it blowed all day. fly away. whatchu know bout this, I'm a spread tha wings of your homeboy's pin, dope bar shit, hoes don't slip. my best friend is my pistol grip.
Roll on the rolla, smoke a blunt not a?. running through your nieghborhood with a gun on my shoulder. bitch I sign all my posters, put my gun in my hoster. put my finger to the sky and get chills when you toast this. cause Juan Gotti's ferocious, getting high off some roaches. give a fuck what you want, dopehouse click stays the closest. and they hand us some roses. swear to God that you know this. I'm the coldest and the? quick to pull out a?.
[Powda:]
Let me have the last verse, I promise not to curse. And homie you don't have to be scared to go to church. Fuck a bitch that would ever disrespect God's house. Ohh, I promise not to curse Jaime, block that one out. My baby's in prison so it's just hard to breathe, I got a bible but I can't find what part to read. my eyes start to bleed, lord is dark indeed. they tryna sue us, and it's just another shark to feed. still Los is the king and Dope still sell itself but I got that kind of pain, pain pills don't' help. tryna stack my stack but it's so hard to make it. like that one bitch he saying it's so complicated. put my life on the path, it could be happy or sad. you got a saying, if you got my name I might ask for a drag. so wish me the best or wish me the worst. if I curse, it just be another freestyle verse.
[Chorus: x3]
S-P-M-&-L-U-C-K-Y-L-U-C-I-A-N-O

[Russell Lee]
Yeaaaaaaah...Ohhhhhhh
[Lucky Talking]
Yeah they know what time it is..
Russel Lee in here with Happy P..
Paul Wall and Chamillionaire..
Man, it's going down..
[Chamillionaire]
Ay, it look like a G in the knot but, it's not, it's three
Time is money, you don't wanna chase the clock with me
I squat in the drop, not a dirty spot to see
Stand on top of my dough in the desert, and spot the sea
My money's tall, I been born to stack chips
Ignore my taxes, frame on the lack list
Hop on the mattress to get pornographic
Make a move on the chick, and move on to that sis
Hits, Chamillionaire he raps
So she lifts up the shirt show the bra with two straps
But how ironic is that, cause the boy can do that
I lift up my shirt, so the boy got two straps
Gotta strap up, I gotta be safe sexin
So I strap up, I gotta keep a weapon
It's Koopa protectin my health cause so many girls call me boo
Im scared of myself, haha
But they lucky, get the chedder and buck
Cause me and Lucky we both be tryin a get in a vault
Make bronze money turn greener than the incredible hulk
But I'm pain in full, vato what you thought...Koopa
[Lucky]
Believe that, money ain't nothin..
Specially you bout yo business..
Ay, Russ let em' know how these playas roll..
[Chorus]
[Russell Lee]
I come here to let you know, just how us playas roll
These boys betta pay what they owe, cause I gotta keep my money long
Gotta keep on hustling, can't keep on struggeling
My life, my feddi, my niggaz, my family and thats all I know
[Lucky Luciano]
Who make yo head bob like Marley and stay Brown like Charlie
Money to throw away with more green than Tommy
And I'm still on my toes, I got paper to wash
I keep girls every where from L.A. to the Bronx
I got em passing out flyers, cause you know I'm no dummy
I don't play football but you feel my homecoming
Im throwed, call me Jimmy "Superfly" Snuka
Its funny my trunk keep doin the hooka hooka
Labels keep callin cause they like my style
Im so fly, I gotta a million frequent flyer miles
I want her and her friend, cause I heard they dike
Im at the bar with Paul, and play thursday night
Chain glowing like a Darth Vader sword
Full of that high grade bombay de'jour
Im just a playamade mexican and my pants stay starched
Traded in the Bently, for a black made bomb
[Chorus]
[Paul Wall]
Im all about stackin green
Im tryin a get whats in your wallet and the back of them jeans
But theres more to life than, just facts and lean
Lil momma's know I'm the mack of the team
Gotta, fly honey dip on my siiide
Pimp juice drippin up off my striiide
Big swanges and vogues on my riiide
And a college education on my smiiile
There ain't nothin new under the sun
Im getting my paper, this ain't just for fun
I been on the grind since I was one
I was in day care, hustlin gum
So, I'm splurgin half my leisure
I got mo' ice than yo grocers freezer
And the rims keep getting steeper
Till' I'm old geezer, dodging the grim reaper