Lucky’s Theme Song 8Ball

Come home tired from a long trip
My feet hurt cuz a nigga pullin’ double shifts
Rice and peas, that’s some brown stool chicken cookin’
Eat a plate, smoke a blunt and fuck a little pussy
Fell asleep on the floor in my girl’s arms
In my dreams dogs barkin’ at the house alarm
Get louder, hold up this shit for real
I wake up lookin’ for my pistol then I see my girl
Not here as I run into the livin’ room
But I was too late, she was on her knees on the floor
Banger to her head, them niggas told me not to move
I’m still neck in with no weapon, what was I to do?
One nigga grabbed my girl and took her to the bedroom
The other nigga told me y’all gon be dead soon
If you don’t tell me where the cash and the work at
I told him in the garage, in that ole white ‘Vette
Here I am, lying naked by the front door
Hands and feet ducktaped cuz I was moving slow
Helpless, wasn’t nothing I could do

Hook
And I could hear my girl screamin’ from the bedroom
I could hear my girl screamin’ from the bedroom
I could hear my girl screamin’ from the bedroom
I hear my girl screamin’ from the bedroom
I hear my girl screamin’ from the bedroom