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Larry June

Strippers And Blues

 

Strippers And Blues

(album: Early Bird - 2019)


Try to count a nigga out, Imma run it up
Smoking on this herb got me high as fuck
I'm in Toronto with a cool slut
She suck a nigga up and gave me 20 of 'em
Damn, I'm talking big shit
You ain't gotta know me but respect this
I don't really give a fuck, make a nigga rich
I drink expensive lemonade, rock designer kicks
Birds in the kitchen like [?]
XD by my bed help me sleep more
Why you niggas hating on me for
I'm puttin in work like amigo
[?] touchdown now it's movies
Jewels on nigga even in jacuzzi
I'm not a trick bitch you cannot use me
Bro you fresh outside you a newbie

Baby got back I could set a cup on it
Glock so hot I could barely even hold it
Money on my mind when I wake up in the morning
Baby quit calling my phone I don't want it
Big (big) bank (bank) ballin (ballin) cake (cake)
Ass (ass) shake (shake) Ass (ass) shake (shake)
I don't give a fuck
On mommas [?]
Fuck talking bout it lil nigga run it up

Everything I say is real rap
I don't think you niggas really trap
Like my ATL niggas no cap
Crack a bitch like what's happening
Money money money keep stacking
This beat slapping
Make some noise for my nigga [?], he going crazy
These niggas all bluffing, pure rap
Everything a nigga got, pure trap
Yo girlfriend gon' kill you for talking that
You need to go n' get some money witcho stalking ass
Yeah, it's true, I really got the bitch
You was doing too much drugs had to knock the bitch
I just gotta trap out [?] bitch
Off top real nigga that's how I'm fucking with it

Baby got back I could set a cup on it
Glock so hot I could barely even hold it
Money on my mind when I wake up in the morning
Baby quit calling my phone I don't want it
Big (big) bank (bank) ballin (ballin) cake (cake)
Ass (ass) shake (shake) Ass (ass) shake (shake)
I don't give a fuck
On mommas [?]
Fuck talking bout it lil nigga run it up

done

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