Wilson, Luke Filmography

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

Wilson, Luke Filmography

• Miss Hallee and Mr Milliken 2011, role: actor, character name: Mr. Oliver Milliken Play in Full Screen

Wilson, Luke Filmography

• Quest for the Code 2006, role: director, Play in Full Screen

Famous quotes by Luke Wilson:

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  No Stoppin Thisshow lyrics

  No Stoppin This

  [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]

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  Tonightshow lyrics

  Tonight

  [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

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  Swervin A Suburbanshow lyrics

  Swervin A Suburban

  [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

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  Still Watchin' Meshow lyrics

  Still Watchin' Me

  [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]

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  Still Pimpin Pens (nawfside Mexican)show lyrics

  Still Pimpin Pens (nawfside Mexican)

  [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

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  Spm & Luckyshow lyrics

  Spm & Lucky

  [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

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  Palyas Roll

  [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

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  Me Don't Care

  [Lucky Luciano:]
  What
  What
  [Chorus: Lucky Luciano]
  They say I drank too much, but
  Me don't care
  Me don't care
  Me don't care
  They say I smoke too much, but
  Me don't care
  Me don't care
  Me don't care
  They say I spend too much, but
  Me don't care
  Me don't care
  Me don't care
  They say I party too much, but
  Me don't care
  I'm a youngster getting money, living like a boss playa
  [Verse 1:]
  These lavish habits that I have inside me
  Make me think I'm crazy, but in fact, I might be
  I'm a drank all the drank that they got at the bar
  And I'm a smoke til the store run out of cigars
  So go wreck my car, then buy me anothun'
  Then pull up to the club, valle on buttons
  So I'm in the Seven series, I done trash the Caddy
  Hold up, where my money at, girl ("It's right here, daddy")
  I'm at Sacs, spit that, but my pants still sag
  Tryna blow in advance at Vegas on crash
  Forty-five days straight, then sleep for two
  Wake up, then bring it back, win somethin' brand new
  But yeah, I'm tryin' get richer, to buy a new livah
  Some talk about ballin', but I does it Godzilla
  My label can't handle it, too much of a problem
  But me don't care, Lucky bring in dollars
  [Chorus]
  [Verse 2:]
  Call me a high roller, tight flight flow'er
  Sittin' sideways in a pearl-white Rover
  Pour me up a cup and watch me act a bad bone
  Luciano, now that's a damn fool
  Too much money in my pocket, I'm on it
  Flew to L.A. today for nothin', I promise
  Somebody stop him, he out of control
  Lean Greens, Point Mall, beating up Georgio's
  $700 E-V's, new jeans
  And he got the shoes to much, shit, me too clean
  Got the rolli on the arm, pouring Don Perignon
  Make my room service bill lookin' like a car note (Catch up)
  Ha ha
  Take a toast to that (Cheers)
  Pimpin' ain't dead, I got it on the track
  I'm focused, man, see my poster, man
  I got a bulk all on a leash, you can quote me, man
  So don't ask me why I party all night
  Grab a hand full of hundreds, then set it on fire
  I'm Lucky
  Take a picture of me
  Don't be hating on me cause I make the crowd love me
  Got a damn quota
  That I gotta meet
  Bottom over here at Santa Monica beach
  Leave a message on a cellphone, I'm on vacation
  I'm ballin' all day, that's why they hatin'
  [Chorus]
  "Luciano, playamade vato"
  [scratching]
  "Out the H-Town game..."
  "Luciano, playamade vato"
  [scratching]
  "Out the H-Town game..."
  "Luciano, playamade vato"
  [scratching]
  "Out the H-Town game..."
  "Luciano, playamade vato"
  [scratching]

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  LOST CAUSE

  Lucky Luciano, 2003
  Kno wat I'm sayin.
  Putting it down
  (this game, this game fucked up)
  Still spitting game.
  [Verse 1:]
  Show love, don't hate
  Be a player, this only cool,
  Yo cause don't wait for the paper to come to you,
  Gotta match for the cash,
  That's so much these days,
  Hand guns we praise,
  Packs of blunts we blaze,
  Where I'm from streets race,
  Children have to be slaves,
  For the almighty dollar,
  This shit got me hollering father
  Come and get us foreal
  The government tryna kill us,
  It's even worse for my people on the other side of the river,
  We in the middle where the war all stuck in the game,
  Slugs fly, mother cry
  They don't want it to change,
  They making money right now off my best friend maine,
  Since he was 17 he been a prison inmate,
  He's 21 now can't wait till he's out again,
  Yeah I sneek him in that killa weed every now and then,
  I know I'm a hit that weed every day to calm my nerves
  I can imagine being in there and without no herb
  That's fucked up,
  Man gotta keep your head up,
  I do this shit for ya'll
  Nothing but respect and love,
  I'm a mexican thug,
  In a lexus on dubs (what)
  Still in the hood that's infested with drugs,
  Got a vest on my chest for protection when I roll,
  But I know this shit useless one day I gotta go,
  Till then boy I'm,
  Keep my hand on guns,
  Houston where I come from now tell me who wants some?
  [Chorus:]
  Man this foreal this game is so wrong (so wrong)
  We ain't doing nothing but chasing a lost cause (lost cause)
  Yeah you ain't trippin but one day you might fall (u might fall)
  And then when they hate, it's all gone
  (and then when they hate it's all gone)
  [Verse 2:]
  Still in the hood with the rest of the thugs,
  It's understood I'm in the ghetto where they selling the drugs,
  You got a dollar you can get yourself a handlebar pill,
  With $100 you can get a quarter pound of the kill,
  50 pack an x with only $500 dollars,
  If your smart with your product
  You can double your profit,
  I know boys that sells keys if you like to slang cane,
  But be careful cause they might jack it back the same day,
  Dressed up in cop uniforms kicking though your door,
  (boom)
  You think you getting raided till you wake up on the floor,
  Money and your stash gone,
  You wanted to blast huh?
  It's funny your gat's gone
  Need something to grasp on,
  Go outside and see the smokers on the block,
  But they ain't saying shit cause they focused on the rock,
  Man they probably got broke off a piece of your shit,
  Next time you do a deal you should be peepin the shit,
  Now that's real talk coming from a real hawk,
  Be about your paper playa watch out for them laws,
  Keep your eyes on the prize
  Over here the game dirty,
  Spitting game in your ear but I know they ain't heard me
  [Chorus:]
  Man this foreal this game is so wrong (so wrong)
  We ain't doing nothing but chasing a lost cause (lost cause)
  Yeah you ain't trippin but one day you might fall (u might fall)
  And then when they hate, it's all gone
  (and then when they hate it's all gone)
  [Verse 3:]
  We was broke as a joke
  Come though that by smoking sacks,
  All we needed was weed to smoke
  And a grey cassete to jam,
  Wake up in the morning talkin about who got 5 on kill? (what)
  Because we dealed with pain by staying higher than a hill,
  Everyday is a struggle
  Police hate on my hustle,
  If they catch me doin bad I'm up state on the double,
  Fuck a school and a rule,
  I was expelled on the kool,
  So I ain't got shit left to do but sell dope and make my tunes,
  So that number one spot, nigga lucky wanting it,
  When I get it haterz probably gone kill me for flaunting it,
  But I gotta apply & skeam
  For that million dollar dream,
  Green make-up on the fean
  I'm a playa on the lean, (what)
  Gotta stack it up cause all my life I've had it rough,
  Nigga motherfuck money cause I will never have enough,
  I remember back before them hoes used to laugh at luck,
  Cause my pockets didn't have shit but a phone and a rhyme and half a blunt.
  [Chorus:]
  Man this foreal this game is so wrong (so wrong)
  We ain't doing nothing but chasing a lost cause (lost cause)
  Yeah you ain't trippin but one day you might fall (u might fall)
  And then when they hate, it's all gone

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  I'm A Gangsta

  [Chorus: Goldtoes]
  I'm a playa
  I'm a hustler
  I'm a gangsta making paper
  I'm a rider
  I'm a hustler
  I'm a playa making paper
  I'm a gangsta
  I'm a hustler
  I'm a playa making paper
  I'm a rider
  I'm a gangsta
  I'm a playa making paper
  [Verse 1: Lucky Luciano]
  I've been hustling all week, now I'm ready to spend
  I walk up in the club about 12 AM
  Bitches everywhere, sayin' "There Lucky go"
  I'm a big time player, never loving no hoe
  Slab in the front, and we ballin' inside
  Ballers watch me and my dog pop bottles all night
  Y'all get out of line, and I'm pullin' out a nine
  They love to see me broke ass stop without my sign
  But I'm cold in the game, and you know I'm a star
  Doin' the hoes in the frame with ya photo car
  If you looking too hard, what you talking to me for?
  Boy, I'm 'bout to bread with the money, nothing more
  I leave her out the club with the baddest bitches in this
  Sqaures fall, black live, burn off my 20 inches
  I roll a 'shroom and the chrome pistola
  Young Houston, you gone off the damn doja
  [Chorus]
  [Verse 2: Goldtoes]
  It's the Goldtoes
  Kickin' down doors
  In the club, hoes recognize a C-E-O
  Man, that's fa' sho
  I'm from the 'Sco
  Where they get they pimp on
  And blowing the hydro
  I pull over here in H-Town because of Lucky
  In the club, every night
  Poppin' bottles of the bubbly
  What I'm saying is for certain
  All night pervin'
  My name is Goldtoes, and the money's what I'm earnin'
  [Chorus]
  [Verse 3: Lucky Luciano]
  Yeah, I got a gun
  But that ain't really nothin'
  With my partner Goldtoes, might stab you in the club
  I'm a big bank flipper
  Hustle from a nigga
  Hand-cuffed ya bitch when a boss playa enter
  Lined to get ya, that bitch is on zipper
  Have her ass on the track and high heels off the pizzle
  Aw, need a mob figure, got richer
  I'm foretellin' y'all how I live my life, nigga
  I put it down for the players and the hustlers
  Broke boys hate me cause I stay away from busters
  But I stay throwed til the day that I die
  Do it big, spend money, drive drank and get high
  Pass by somethin' new with a piston on the floor
  Beans, steak and shrimp with my bitches on the poles
  Man, it ain't nothin' to a boss named Lucky
  Everyday, all day, I'm on a grind to make money

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  I Shine

  Lucky, ha-ha..
  [Hook]
  I shine grind, bling blind
  Better go out and get yours, cause you know I'm getting mine
  I shine grind, bling blind
  Better ask them boys, I do it to em every time
  I shine grind, bling blind
  Lucky came up, and got paid off rhymes
  I shine grind, bling blind
  And I'm down in H-Town, I ain't hard to find
  [Lucky]
  Well you already know what time it is, cause it's your favorite flower
  Lucky caught the game slipping, now I'm fin's to take it over
  Ain't no competition out here for me, so Lucky getting that money
  And I ain't never hating I'm celebrating, while sipping on some of that Bubbly
  Carlos told me Lucky man, it's time you get your shine on
  Here's ten thousand dollas, and a contract for you to sign on
  I said hold up, man you know them boys been hating me
  He said after you drop this album here, they ain't gon be able to say shit
  I said oh yeah you sho' right, you know I keep that flow tight
  You know I got that do' right, it's Dopehouse that's fo' life
  Let's go on ahead and get this money, and put it in they face
  Them underground c.d.'s, got me just flipping an Escalade
  It's 2000 and 4 shit, that balling out of control shit
  That Cadillac do' slamming, I pimp slap a hoe shit
  My name Lucky, and I'm getting the paper
  I might not be nothing to you, but I'm shit on this label
  [Hook]
  [Lucky]
  Well you can tell, that I've been on the grind
  The way, that my damn wheels shine
  Lucky do this all the time, and that's why I'ma bling and blind
  Bling and blind in your face, when I step up in the place
  I be thoed in creased clothes, and a Gucci belt around my waist
  Came a long way, but finally I done made it
  Survived up in the game, now I'm bout to rearrange it
  I've been waiting all my life, I love it it's in my veins
  So be proud of a gangsta, when you bubble I do the same
  I gotta thank the angels, for giving my life this
  Opportunity to be in this position, I'm in
  It was already written, for me to do what I'm doing
  I'm just living it and sitting back, watching it like a movie
  Man that's from the heart, no I can't be denied
  I done showed up fa sho', from being out on the grind
  Lucky Luciano, popped up from behind
  Cause after every storm, out come the sunshine
  [Hook]
  [Lucky]
  Hold up baby girl, let me refill your champagne glass
  And uh money ain't nothing to Lucky, cause he stacking major cash
  So you boys better handcuff your girl, when I fall up in the club
  Yeah they see me valet parked outside, on 22's no Dubs
  I walked straight up to the barm he already know what I'm gon say
  30 glasses of Hypnotic, and two bottles of Moet
  I'm on my way up to the top, and when I leave I'm with a flock
  Of bopping hoes coming out they clothes, all focused on my knot
  Hey but they won't get a cent, and you know I'm fin to hit
  And then I split I've been a pimp, and never had to trick
  I'm in the hood but it's all good, my bank look fabulous
  I live life like a superstar, and I might buy you a car
  This the shit I'm feeling it, I'll get rich and then move to Mars
  [Hook x4]
  I Shine grind, bling blind

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  High Part 2

  [Lucky Luciano: speaking in reggae]
  Yeah, man
  Come, come
  I'm so stoned, I forget me nationality sometimes
  Welcome, welcome, come one, come all
  I like to welcome you to Lucky Islands
  [Chorus x2: Lucky Luciano]
  Roll up a blunt and pass that whole 'rine
  Can't leave the weed alone, I'm so high
  I'm high
  El purpimando
  I'm high
  Bo-di-bight-bight-bight
  [Lucky Luciano:]
  Well, me wakin' bacon blow big all day
  Learned to blaze mary jane, then raid the 'fridgerator
  Lift a blank of elevator, blunt long as the equator
  I'm stuck to my couch, can't find the T.V. changer
  So I watch the same channel for two hours, then I cough [coughing]
  Then I get up and forget what I was gonna do, so I (Damn!)
  Sit back down, and try to smoke a pound
  Mama said I need a job, but I still ain't found one
  So I go to Stop-N-Go and pick me up a green sheet
  Then I see a shiny pack of watermelon swisha sweets (Sweet!)
  Get back to the pad and read the help wanted ads
  Man, fuck this
  Where's me ziplock bag, I need to
  [Chorus x2]
  [Lucky Luciano:]
  Keep a smelly bag of pot, higher than a astronaut
  Take a hit and pass it back, and don't slobber on my doobie
  Got the Alcapulco gold, white with a wind kush
  Got me in a zone
  High as giraffe puss
  Blood-shot eyes and got yellow fingertips
  Keep a cotton mouth, my weed is seedless
  Hydroponic, all I blow is chronic
  Can't pay the rent, spent all my dough on it
  Chocolate tye
  Where the hell is my lighter
  Better use the stove, if I can't find one
  Some like a hippie in a tight ass shirt
  Ain't shaved in a week, and I smell like purp'
  [Chorus x2]
  [Pre-Verse x2: Lucky Luciano]
  No stress
  Smoke in my chest, I
  Roll the ganja til there is none left
  [Lucky Luciano:]
  Then I go to Church's Chicken, pick me up a number three
  Four bisquits for a dollar, potatoes and gravy
  Strawberry soda, wish I had a little lean
  But I blew all of my money, on this green weed (Man)
  Been blowing green since fourteen
  Man, my dad had all the weed
  Used to find a stash and steal some
  Cut a cigar and fill it up
  Tell rehab, I can't give it up
  Break it down, I'll twist it up
  I ain't selling nothin', this all for me
  Man, this some good brocolli

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  Goin' crazy

  I'm going krazy for you (yeah heyy)
  I'm going out of ma mind just thinking about you
  Another day of ma life baby without you
  I'm going krazy I'm going krazy
  Yea I'm with her but I'm thinking about you
  Can't get you off ma mind baby what am I gonna do
  Had it all but now it's gone
  Feelin so alone wanna pick up the phone & tell you come back home
  Still smell your ed hardey perfume on ma sheets
  It's so hard for a rapper not to cheat
  The women and the liqour had me blinded
  I'd give it all up 4 ya I promise
  Act like it don't phase me but I'm going krazy don't wanna
  Spend another day without ma lady huuh
  I miss you girl and the money ain't nothing I'll give you da world
  [x2:]
  I'm going out of ma mind just thinking about you
  Another day of ma life baby without you
  I'm going krazy I'm going krazy
  She was with me through it all when I was broke when I ball
  Now I'm waiting by the telephone for her to call
  Had a star on ma team but I messed that up
  I know I did you wrong just way to much
  Let me get ma life together and I'll be right there
  Hope your still waiting for me I know it ain't fair
  Ring on your finger your name on ma arm
  She wanted me to change but I could'nt so
  She gone
  See the only girl that know me all the rest phony
  I miss the way you kiss and the way you hold me
  Wake up in a big house all alone now
  I don't want the fame just give me ma girl
  [x2:]
  I'm going out of ma mind just thinking about you
  Another day of ma life baby without you
  I'm going krazy I'm going krazy
  I know they don't love me they just know lucky
  You would dine with me before I got the money
  That's why I need your ma mamacita
  To c me going out ma mind kuz I can't see ya
  Never know what you got till it's gone so if you got a good women then don't
  Do her wrong
  Man I should of kept her when I had her nahh
  I hope somebody don't grab her
  [x2:]
  I'm going out of ma mind just thinking about you
  Another day of ma life baby without you

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  Baddest Bitch I Eva Met

  [Chorus: x2]
  She was pretty in the face,
  She was fat on the back,
  She was thin in the waist,
  Baddest bitch I ever met,
  Gave me her number,
  So I had to call her,
  A couple days later
  I was at the damn doctor
  [Verse 1:]
  I swear to god
  She was bad,
  Had a trunk full of ass,
  Met her at the club
  Should of seen the way she dance
  Yeah her name was lydia
  Ain't never seen nothing prettier
  Wanted her in my video,
  Whatz your number?
  Called her one the under
  Picked her up for lunch,
  I know it sounds dumb but
  I forgot the condoms,
  We ate, got drunk, took her
  Home and fucked,
  Warm, wet cuchi man
  I beat that up,
  All night affair I was
  Feeling like a playa,
  Woke up on the morning hit
  It one more gan
  Send her on her way
  Thought I call her in a day,
  Ain't these a bitch now
  I'm pissin raisin blades
  [Chorus: x2]
  She was pretty in the face,
  She was fat on the back,
  She was thin in the waist,
  Baddest bitch I ever met,
  Gave me her number,
  So I had to call her,
  A couple days later
  I was at the damn doctor
  You think I learned after that
  But my head too hard,
  Doctor gave me a prescription
  To fixed my problem,
  Forgot about the flames
  Coming out my dick,
  Should of thought about it though
  When I met my next bitch,
  Named lucy (lucy)
  Said she wanna do me,
  Girl was fine enough to start
  In her own movie,
  Throwed yellow bone better than beyonce,
  Should of knew better met her ass on myspace,
  Pulled up to her house and she opened
  Up the door,
  Wearing nothing but a robe,
  She was taking off my clothes
  Man I could'nthelp it it was on I had to stick her,
  A couple days later my dick had a pimple
  [Chorus: x2]
  She was pretty in the face,
  She was fat on the back,
  She was thin in the waist,
  Baddest bitch I ever met,
  Gave me her number,
  So I had to call her,
  A couple days later
  I was at the damn doctor.
  This a public service annoucement
  Don't swim without it,
  Keep a life jacket inside your wallet,
  Listen to my song before somethin goes wrong,
  I know she looks good wearing nothing but a thong,
  Better wrap it up, before you outta luck
  Gonna be mad as fuck when that bump show up,
  At the doctor's office tryna explain your problem
  Ain't this shit funny but it ain't no lie,
  And I'm a keep it real, sho I've been there before,
  Used to go without a trashbag but not no more, (nope)
  Strap my gun up before I let it bust,
  Can't kill myself I love fucking too much .
  [Chorus: x2]
  She was pretty in the face,
  She was fat on the back,
  She was thin in the waist,
  Baddest bitch I ever met,
  Gave me her number,
  So I had to call her,
  A couple days later

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  Believe In Me

  Intro Chords:
  D A G
  D A G
  Lately I have been thinkin'
  D A G
  And all I?m thinkin' bout is you
  D A G
  I tell myself to quit dreamin?
  D A G
  Deamin that someday I?ll be with you
  D A G
  Right when I first met you
  D A G
  I saw that sparkle in your eyes
  D A G
  It hurts every time your leavin?
  D A G
  Hurts every time you say goodbye
  A E F#m D
  And will you ever feel the way I do
  A E F#m D
  If you believe in me then I believe in you
  A E F#m D
  And will you ever take my hand
  A E F#m D
  Beautiful woman and a simple man
  Maybe to you I?m not the right one
  Thats okay cause I?ve heard the story before
  But maybe if I had a chance
  You might start liking me for who I am