Larry June - Rock Band lyrics
Larry June [Larry Eugene Hendricks] San Francisco, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Larry June - Rock Band lyrics]
Ayy look, check it out though, look, ayy look
Bitch make me two motherfuckin'
Over easy eggs
Nigga some motherfuckin' fresh toast
You know what I'm sayin'
And a motherfuckin' fresh
Squeezed orange juice
Bitch I swear to god, sock it to me
Good job Sledgren yeehee
Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy
God made a million dollars off
One hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band
Goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off
One hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip
Ayy what's happenin' bitch ass nigga
I got the lil fuckin' Asian bitch giving me a
Manicure and a pedicure as we speak nigga
We in the booth nigga
That's real pimp shit nigga
Bitch nigga get your motherfuckin' money up
They swagger jacking goddamn, get
Your money up, ayy
Hundred bales, put it in a black truck, uhh
Damn off beat, off beat, off beat
(off beat nigga fuck the rap game nigga)
Why these niggas tryna rap like me? shit
Damn send a pack to the bando
Trappin' off the motherfuckin' payphone
You ain't really pimping
Heard you riding 'round town with
The fuckin' cape on
Take it out the pot, sell it while it's wet
Go'n leave a little weight on it
Bend the corner slow, aim it out the window
Goddamn
Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy
God made a million dollars off
One hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band
Goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off
One hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip
Louis V backpack, twenty-five hundred
Fill it up with hunduns
Knock her out her pocket
Ho tell her put an eighth
In the fuckin' backwood
You the type of nigga ridin' 'round clean
But you always get your pack took
Flippin' work like a MacBook
Thirty clip with the MAC tucked
It ain't breakfast time but I got the biscuit
Too much clientele, need a bigger kitchen
Bitch I'm on a mission, but I'm not religious
Goddamn, keep going Larry
I need a documentary
My life a motion picture
Mobbin' blowin' Keisha, damn damn damn
Hoes out in Phoenix, got 'em playing Jesus
Check my background, real street nigga, god
Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy
God made a million dollars off
One hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band
Goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off
One hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip
Bitch make me two motherfuckin'
Over easy eggs
Nigga some motherfuckin' fresh toast
You know what I'm sayin'
And a motherfuckin' fresh
Squeezed orange juice
Bitch I swear to god, sock it to me
Good job Sledgren yeehee
Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy
God made a million dollars off
One hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band
Goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off
One hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip
Ayy what's happenin' bitch ass nigga
I got the lil fuckin' Asian bitch giving me a
Manicure and a pedicure as we speak nigga
We in the booth nigga
That's real pimp shit nigga
Bitch nigga get your motherfuckin' money up
They swagger jacking goddamn, get
Your money up, ayy
Hundred bales, put it in a black truck, uhh
Damn off beat, off beat, off beat
(off beat nigga fuck the rap game nigga)
Why these niggas tryna rap like me? shit
Damn send a pack to the bando
Trappin' off the motherfuckin' payphone
You ain't really pimping
Heard you riding 'round town with
The fuckin' cape on
Take it out the pot, sell it while it's wet
Go'n leave a little weight on it
Bend the corner slow, aim it out the window
Goddamn
Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy
God made a million dollars off
One hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band
Goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off
One hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip
Louis V backpack, twenty-five hundred
Fill it up with hunduns
Knock her out her pocket
Ho tell her put an eighth
In the fuckin' backwood
You the type of nigga ridin' 'round clean
But you always get your pack took
Flippin' work like a MacBook
Thirty clip with the MAC tucked
It ain't breakfast time but I got the biscuit
Too much clientele, need a bigger kitchen
Bitch I'm on a mission, but I'm not religious
Goddamn, keep going Larry
I need a documentary
My life a motion picture
Mobbin' blowin' Keisha, damn damn damn
Hoes out in Phoenix, got 'em playing Jesus
Check my background, real street nigga, god
Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy
God made a million dollars off
One hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band
Goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off
One hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip