-= Thank you to all that have posted positive comments. I appreciate it. The song at the end is 'Swing'. =- Camp Lo - Luchini (AKA This Is It) VHS Rip 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

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