Camp Lo - Luchini (AKA This Is It) (Original Video) (1997) video free download

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Camp Lo - Luchini (AKA This Is It)

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LYRICS:

(Chorus)

This is it (What?)

Luchini pouring from the sky

Lets get rich (What?)

The cheeky vines

The sugar dimes

Cant quit (What?)

Now pop the cork and steam the vega

And get lit (What? What? What?)

(Geechi Suede)

Introducing phantom of the dark Walk through my heaven with levitation

From efficient ten divas and they seven showboating with Rugars

Flash vines Belafonte vigga Lets get for what it's worth As we confiscate your figgas

(Sonny Cheeba)

Casanova brown levitatin jiggy in da shiggy's

In la hotta Car 54 chasin diamond runners

Headin ice bound where every chilla dime make them bitch

Your Harlem buck strut freezin world hice Hollywood

Madame Butterfly let me in your house of pleasure

From the knuckle swat shadowboxin catchin black-eye blues

I play the deef (What) Sensations at the Monte Barbie screamin (Cheeba)

For fillin pleasures at my castles (Blow the smoke out) The Garc and Vegas substitutes when the Dutch is gone

The Lo don't stop give me shouts Its the season sauters

Souflers for swervin no corners

We magnets to moolah

Livin wit Charlie's Angels hornets

No smilin were slidin

That gets you caught up in the octa

Or deaded for movin

Its just like that as we proceed

Saturday night special better take it lightly to Ja-Jiyah

A happy time quest to the coast of Key Largo wire-ah and

The chain gang keep your ears out for our years

Sippin' fountain root house of bamboo paradise

Chorus

For these feral herd of seas of black cheese that I can't miss the Silky Days satin nights taken flights down we gone We sensation spanish flyin with the lady Scarface

Bottoms up sunshine Love Potion Number 9

And we headin from the magic city chessin this sweet On your orifachiny in London

Relaxation in Bora Bora Got notion to bring it sing it

Love up in my function Stonin robbin We heistin merchandising gunnin

Love it leave it

But bless the war chief or his bison

Get it got it

The Lo forever will be nicin

Yeah the Sonny Cheeba he be sippin Armaretta

The Geechi Gracious he be sippin Armaretta

We float the tri-state drink in this satin vines

This Coolie High jack pack from the sugar shack

Then what we do after we sip the Armaretta

We start the Harlem River quiver

Dig it sweet daddy

Sharpen the crimson blade

High Sierra Seranade

Anatomy for seduction be this here

Yeah As we exit the place with grace

Jersey Armaretta the burstin of clouds

It pours everything seems better

Or flats with love we move

Only in the mist

Its Lo its life

And we can't get enough of this

Chorus