Larry June - Organic Smiles lyrics
Larry June [Larry Eugene Hendricks] San Francisco, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Larry June - Organic Smiles lyrics]
Shit shit be crazy as a mothafucka, baby
For real you know this my happy place
Damn tryna change my ways, you know
(I been feeling like this for a minute)
You just can't seem to pick the right one
Huh? You get off at 5, I should come, huh?
A veggie pizza, a movie and a back rub
Why you looking like that? (smile)
You know I love that pretty
Face, keep doin' it, baby
You always make a nigga (smile)
Even on my bad days, you forever my lady
If I fell off tomorrow
You would still love me
Traumatized by the game
So I'm still thuggin'
This money keep a nigga sane but
You my heart for real
I'm lowkey, I gotta move smart for real
If you see me in the club
It's a rare occasion
I rather hang out in places
That can make me paper
Quick flight outta town, man it's off 11
Cook a nigga somethin' healthy
I'll be home at 7 what's happenin'?
You know I love that smile come here
Witcho sexy ass quit playin' wit me
I don't wanna hear none of that
Take all that shit off yeah, I like that
Another night on the road
Gotta bust another move shit been cool
But lowkey I been thinkin' 'bout you
You say everything smooth
But yo actions don't show it
You need a nigga there 24 7 I know it
I just wanna see you (smile)
With that pretty ass face, keep doin' it baby
You still make a nigga (smile)
Baby, ain't shit changed
Still driving me crazy what's happenin'?
You lookin' hella nice today
So sexy, make a nigga fly a kite today
Just a Cartier bracelet, no ice today
I'm going crazy
In the lab cooking these tapes
Sometimes you just gotta (smile)
My nigga, life ain't bad
We the ones that create it
Elevate, gotta boss up, it is what it is
I'm thinking one day in the future
You can have my kids
(I been feeling like this for a minute)
Stop by the grocery store
Grab something to eat baby at the nail shop
They just doin' her feet
Champagne complimentary, she keepin' it P
You know I love it when you (smile)
Body on fleek, got me ready to beat
Benz on E, gotta run up the street
You can pack a bag 'cause you comin' with me
For real
Quit playin' witcho sexy ass
Know what I'm saying off top
But what it really do though? For real
Aye aye aye, aye aye aye