Asher Roth, Larry June, Michael Christmas - Laundry lyrics

Larry Eugene Hendricks

[Asher Roth, Larry June, Michael Christmas - Laundry lyrics]

Yo, can we bum a cigarette? Yeah, go ahead
Alright, you ready

Wish I could teleport or I
Could be a Transformer

On the corner selling porn, Jack Horner
Thumb on my plumbs, I'm a real Jeff Hornacek
Cut the check, wanna move to California
Married and divorced all up
In the same summer
Suzanne Somers and the lube hand warmer
Camcorder on, drive me home Land Rover
Aristocrat, bureaucrat, diplomat
Listening to Juelz, it made me wanna rap
Now I'm on his track and
These girls all on me
Telling me my perfume smells
Like clean laundry
Dog Bounty Hunter bought his drier sheets too
Clean underwear got me feeling
Brand new like woo smells like laundry
(Fresh) , smells like laundry
(Back when you was asking me to rap
And girls smell fresh like
Laundry out the pack)
Smells like laundry (Fresh)
Smells like laundry
(Fresh) , smells like laundry
(Back when you was asking me to rap
And girls smell fresh like
Laundry out the pack)

Now they smell like Henny and
Some reggie in the sack
Jazz in the background, cigarette ashes
Niggas spend money on spinners
Laundry detergent, expensive ass dinners
Niggas used to buy Backwoods for the lil ones
This sound like Harlem Shake, I'ma kill 'em
Got ta-got ta nah nah Otis
I feel like Jigga in a Focus
Backpack with a twan sack they ain't noticed
Cause out here you could smoke
Weed in the open don't be a menace to church
And don't ask how niggas did work
Cause every time I got a stain on my shirt
I was coming out the mud
Like a Diglett on dirt

Smells like laundry
(Fresh) , smells like laundry
(Back when you was asking me to rap
And girls smell fresh like
Laundry out the pack)
Smells like laundry (Fresh)
Smells like laundry
(Fresh) , smells like laundry
(Back when you was asking me to rap
And girls smell fresh like
Laundry out the pack)

Bending corners, fifteens bumping
All black looking like I'm up to something
I don't give a fuck, I'm still mobbing on 'em
Just bought a new Hammer
I might slide on 'em now the phone ringing
That's the bitch calling
She just hit a lick and I need it all
She was in the town, I was in the skull
Checked twenty bands then I killed the throat
I met a bad hipster bitch at Trader Joe's
One thing that Larry hates is hater hoes
Dippin' (dab) , yokin' (slide) , mobbin' (mob) , smokin' (hee hee) , bad bitches (god, dab) , stripping (ay) , horny
Now it's two in the morning
And the bitch catting off
Smelling like fresh laundry when I'm
On a bitch couch
Hit my nigga Chuck phone then
I slide to the south
Got a wammy in the kitchen
Hundred thousand in the couch
Nigga smellin' like laundry

Smells like laundry
(Fresh) , smells like laundry
(Back when you was asking me to rap
And girls smell fresh like
Laundry out the pack)
Smells like laundry (Fresh)
Smells like laundry
(Fresh) , smells like laundry
(Back when you was asking me to rap
And girls smell fresh like
Laundry out the pack)

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