Larry June, Harry Fraud - I Like You lyrics
Larry June [Larry Eugene Hendricks] San Francisco, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Larry June, Harry Fraud - I Like You lyrics]
La música de Harry Fraud
I was dippin’ down the block
My tires was shinin’ (Tires was shinin’)
Glanced at my rearview
Pretty girls behind me
(Pretty girls behind me)
I stopped by the store
Had to grab me some condoms
Got a bitch named Stacy and a bro named Miron
(A bro named Miron)
It’s a nice ass day, I might ride my bike
(Ride my bike)
I gotta stay strong ‘cause this life is trife
(Life is trife)
Gettin’ money, layin’ low, dodgin’ the vice
(Dodgin’ the vice)
I’m sippin’ on Perrier, watchin’ the fight
(Watchin’ the fight)
I’m keepin’ it P ‘cause it’s all I know
(All I know) had to triple up my pockets
And big up my goals (Big up my goals)
I used to have a girl that lived in Glen Cove
She grew up on Mac Dre and stayed on ten toes
(Numbers)
She always kept a nigga wood rolled
(Wood rolled) she had a good trick
He bought her a Range Rover (Rover)
My life is everything I spit (I spit)
I just ran through a hundred ball, nigga
Last week what’s hannin’?
She tell me that she wanna choose
Show me what you made of
I really wanna fuck with you
Girl, let’s get this paper say, bitch
I’m tryna rock with you, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Say, girl girl, let’s get this paper
Don’t play games with me, if you ready
Then show me (Ready, then show me)
You’s a bad ass bitch
And I know that you know it
But, I’m the flyest nigga walkin’
So that’s nothin’ to me (Nothin’ to me)
She came with a sixty, a smooth lil fee
(Numbers)
I’m ridin’ in my old-school, thinkin’
(Thinkin’) i hit Dead Fish with the bitch
Now we chiefin’ (Chiefin’)
Now, we back to the motherfuckin’ tuck spot
(Tuck spot) and all I’m thinkin’ ‘bout
Is gettin’ bucks up (Numbers)
I really can’t complain ‘cause life is cool
(Life is cool)
Be patient, let it do what it do
(Let it do what it do)
And don’t let life bring you down (You down)
Harry Fraud on the sound
So I’m ‘bout to paint the town (Good job)
You know I gotta keep shit groovy (Groovy)
If the bitch cat off, then I keep shit movin’
(Movin’)
Boomin’ (Boomin’) , everything’s for sale (Sale)
And if I say I’m gon’ do it, bitch
Then I will (Sock it to me)
She tell me that she wanna choose
Show me what you made of
I really wanna fuck with you
Girl, let’s get this paper say, bitch
I’m tryna rock with you, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Say, girl girl, let’s get this paper
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
(You’re doin’ good, baby, keep goin’)
(Numbers, yee hee)
I was dippin’ down the block
My tires was shinin’ (Tires was shinin’)
Glanced at my rearview
Pretty girls behind me
(Pretty girls behind me)
I stopped by the store
Had to grab me some condoms
Got a bitch named Stacy and a bro named Miron
(A bro named Miron)
It’s a nice ass day, I might ride my bike
(Ride my bike)
I gotta stay strong ‘cause this life is trife
(Life is trife)
Gettin’ money, layin’ low, dodgin’ the vice
(Dodgin’ the vice)
I’m sippin’ on Perrier, watchin’ the fight
(Watchin’ the fight)
I’m keepin’ it P ‘cause it’s all I know
(All I know) had to triple up my pockets
And big up my goals (Big up my goals)
I used to have a girl that lived in Glen Cove
She grew up on Mac Dre and stayed on ten toes
(Numbers)
She always kept a nigga wood rolled
(Wood rolled) she had a good trick
He bought her a Range Rover (Rover)
My life is everything I spit (I spit)
I just ran through a hundred ball, nigga
Last week what’s hannin’?
She tell me that she wanna choose
Show me what you made of
I really wanna fuck with you
Girl, let’s get this paper say, bitch
I’m tryna rock with you, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Say, girl girl, let’s get this paper
Don’t play games with me, if you ready
Then show me (Ready, then show me)
You’s a bad ass bitch
And I know that you know it
But, I’m the flyest nigga walkin’
So that’s nothin’ to me (Nothin’ to me)
She came with a sixty, a smooth lil fee
(Numbers)
I’m ridin’ in my old-school, thinkin’
(Thinkin’) i hit Dead Fish with the bitch
Now we chiefin’ (Chiefin’)
Now, we back to the motherfuckin’ tuck spot
(Tuck spot) and all I’m thinkin’ ‘bout
Is gettin’ bucks up (Numbers)
I really can’t complain ‘cause life is cool
(Life is cool)
Be patient, let it do what it do
(Let it do what it do)
And don’t let life bring you down (You down)
Harry Fraud on the sound
So I’m ‘bout to paint the town (Good job)
You know I gotta keep shit groovy (Groovy)
If the bitch cat off, then I keep shit movin’
(Movin’)
Boomin’ (Boomin’) , everything’s for sale (Sale)
And if I say I’m gon’ do it, bitch
Then I will (Sock it to me)
She tell me that she wanna choose
Show me what you made of
I really wanna fuck with you
Girl, let’s get this paper say, bitch
I’m tryna rock with you, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Say, girl girl, let’s get this paper
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
(You’re doin’ good, baby, keep goin’)
(Numbers, yee hee)