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Dj Lucas - 100 Miles To Boston Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Lucas]
DJ
Let me talk my talk, let me talk my talk
Yeah (Huh?)
What up, Mikey? What up, Sub? (DJ)

[Chorus: DJ Lucas]
Boy, I'm plugged in like a socket
All the drugs, I might've lost it (Smoke)
Hit the track and I start talkin'
Boy, I came up out the woods, it's like a hundred miles to Boston
Got the hat like Davy Crockett
Born and raised in rock and roll, so all I know are alcoholics (Money)

[Verse 1: DJ Lucas]
Now I'm smokin' out exotic, pushin' buttons like a product (DJ)
Told the homie in the green room that he's actin' outta pocket (Crazy)
Pull up, pull up in your city, find the college who be buyin' weed (Money)
Keep fallin' in my bad habits like a pile of leaves (Huh?)
Two-five in a bob, it's so much smoke, she's tryna leave (Smoke)
I got a custy in the Army, he be mad discreet (Smoke)
Shorty got a man, now she hatin' with him (No)
Boy, I know I'm influential, but that's plagiarism (That's wrong)
They know I really walk the walk
Just got pulled over by some kid I know from high school, he ain't even wanna talk (Yoom)
413 is where you'll find me at
I got the county on my shoulders, I might need a spinal tap (D-D-DJ)
[Chorus: DJ Lucas]
Boy, I'm plugged in like a socket
All the drugs, I might've lost it (Smoke)
Hit the track and I start talkin'
Boy, I came up out the woods, it's like a hundred miles to Boston
Got the hat like Davy Crockett
Born and raised in rock and roll, so all I know are alcoholics (Money)

[Verse 2: Papo2oo4]
Clique full of bosses, we ain't workers
I'm with DJ in [?]
Lil shorty wanna [?], she threw it at me and I worked it (Yuh)
413, 908 (Yeah), gotta ball, gotta ball
My homie [?] crashed out, lost it all (Skrrt)
I told him he gon' bounce back, get the chicken, that's what it's all about
Took losses and turned to a monster, it just brought him out
Feelin' like Future, I'ma monster, don't ever count me out
Continuous Improvement [?], get 'em out my face
Smokin' on the [?], takin' flight, pop out [?]
In New Jersey, I'm [?], don't get it twisted, Pap no square
AF1, better get you a pair
Just livin' my life, [?] in the air
Pap MVP, ain't never been a sixth man
Niggas can't guard me, call me the big man
Back in '03, wore an NBA wristband
Back on my bullshit, Pap gotta get bands
Ballin' like I'm on the Patriots
Niggas be hatin', they atheist
Puerto Rican bitches be the craziest
I hate a lazy bitch
Fuck [?] got her more grabba
Fuck it, I just made a comma
I'm presidential, Obama
Niggas be weird, Jeff Dahmer (Fuck outta here)
[Chorus: DJ Lucas]
Boy, I'm plugged in like a socket
All the drugs, I might've lost it (Smoke)
Hit the track and I start talkin'
Boy, I came up out the woods, it's like a hundred miles to Boston
Got the hat like Davy Crockett
Born and raised in rock and roll, so all I know are alcoholics (Money)