Luxo & Crime (remix)

Plug from Rio de Janeiro
(Jay, make a plug for me)
It’s crime (plug)

Luxury, crime, and drugs (luxury, crime, and drugs)
Bitch, this is my life
Grab the load, pack it up (pack it up)
The strong stuff will leave you twisted (twisted)
The heavy hitter I dropped in my shop
Hey, girl, you’re gonna get caught in the mix
Bitch, I’m wanted, photo with an emoji on my face
The vibe isn’t hitting, I’m gonna drop seven more pills
Just a kilo of skunk, enemies in my blunt

Lacoste Jr is all over the media and she knows and she likes it (Lacoste Jr)
Showed up in the hood (gang), grinding on the low
Dude, I’m rolling decked out (uh), pockets full of drugs
I want bitches and gold (I want) and a hot chick
She’s dancing, I love it, she’s dancing and I’m into it
Whore, drop it and don’t stop (stop), I’ll slap you in the face (face)
She already knows, I’m the real deal (gang), she already knows, I’m trash (uh)
She knows I’m like this, throwing black in the panin (Lacoste Jr, plug)
I’ll hit you head-on (take that) and then from the side (uh)
Rhyming for real (for real), our crew doesn’t miss (doesn’t miss)
She’s gonna throw it down at the Sweden party

This is the real plug, bitch, so throw that pussy (damn)
Shaking my waist, she leaned on the Beretta (yeah)
Dude, this shit is the bomb, this crap isn’t a truck (frrt)
Being a thug on Saturday is easy, hard is Monday
Real black guns messing with my outfit (plug)
My boys on the roof hustling with passion
I’m a thug and she knows, always smoking that green
Green dot on my Glock, they think I’m hacking (it’s Aka)

I was plotting with two guys for a heist (ah)
I was always rolling with some con artists (uh)
Your boy can’t hold it down, he’s a punk, that’s a fact (tilt)
In the first operation, he threw the rifle up
In the first operation, I left two shot
Glocks with extended clips took my primary suspect
I only roll with the real ones, I sell ten kilos fast
Bitch, I’m not broke, I make five grand quick (ah)
I stocked the main spot with pressed stuff
I stocked the spot on 9th Street with the good stuff
I’m at the slaughterhouse with Sara and Samanta (plug)
I’m at the slaughterhouse with Lívia and Bianca
The kids from Olaria like to hit on the daughters of– (hernandez)

The kids with the ball reflex (uh), smoking like Wiz Khalifa
Going down the stairs (yeah), fueling up Colombinha
Ten on the old man’s tab (let’s go, let’s go, ten)
The ladies of the city– (let’s go, let’s go, ten, Hernandez)
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
The ladies of the city, queens and rich girls (uh)
All turned into dinner, I laid my game down
They want Ralph Lauren, Lacoste Jr, Broca, Nobre, Akaozika
My Glock’s dressed up (plug), and the bitches are naked by the pool
For each one, there’s a rifle, for each one, there’s two Glocks
Extended clip in my shorts, Beretta and M9

I want
Luxury, crime, and drugs (luxury, crime, and drugs)
Bitch, this is my life
Grab the load, pack it up (pack it up)
The strong stuff will leave you twisted (twisted)
The heavy hitter I dropped in my shop
Hey, girl, you’re gonna get caught in the mix
Bitch, I’m wanted, photo with an emoji on my face
The vibe isn’t hitting, I’m gonna drop seven more pills
Just a kilo of skunk, enemies in my blun