Try Your Luck

作曲：Lee Richardson,Jonathan Murrill,Tom Ford,James Carlo Giorgio Cocozza,Gary James Mercer

Try your luck, try you luck

You don't wanna try your luck

I got my pride like lion does

X 2

Everybody making weird moves

See em in the rear view

Uh

Played out

They get small till they fade out

At least they appear to

Im a cynic so the script aint summin

That i need to adhere to

No german its japanese whips

U dont wanna challenge me shh

Burn em like furnace

The parrafin drips

One move three times what ya salary is

See me in the city my committee on the strip

If its swingers imma ping him

It gets chilly in the bits

Have you stinging from the licks

Acting like you bigger but you singing to the pigs

Dont be silly ill be gritty till

My spirit getting lift

Arms crossed with my figure in a ditch

Do the diddys on the ditty till

I win and get it lit WOO

Tills chinging

While im listening to this

CHORUS

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You aint gonna test me now its my thing

You aint gonna get me down its like this

I be like the best around and i think

You will get messed about and then pinged

See me cold sliding just like ice rinks

Travel out town im bound to ride sticks

(blaow) ill be out testing out my ting

(blaow) ill be out testing out my ting