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letra de came up pt. 2 - larry june

[intro]
sh-t!
aye aye aye
d-mn
got d-mn
yes lord
sock it to me
yeehee!

[verse 1]
i don’t save hoes, not a captain
beat the p-ssy up i got it clappin
b-tch done f-cked up my d-mn mattress
versace covers b-tch i’m really mackin
at the farmer’s market strapped with the cannon
you never knowing when this sh-t could happen
i was playing the net you was playing madden
broke your baby mama for a hundred thousand
i know i hurt your feelings bruh my bad
you wanna beat the b-tch up real bad
i serve them papers to him but he still calling
the b-tch chose up now he h-lla mad
i’m in new york but i’ll be gone tomorrow
all i know is ball, b-tch i’m cashing out
she be like “i knew june when he was in high school”
b-tch shut the f-ck up i’m balling now
got a bad b-tch making egg whites
b-tch looking like a tommy hil model
i just left the bay, i’m on fairfax
i’m finna take a job, she finna go tanning
she like why you never call
aye sweetie, hand me that palm pilot please, thank you
i don’t shop at malls (god d-mn)
(i don’t shop at malls)

[hook]
my cell phone ring
and i got the text
i just made a touch down
i just made a touch down
he told me it was good
didn’t need to know the rest
i just made a touch down
i just made a touch down
i done came up
i done came up
i done came up
i done came up
i done came up
i done came up

[verse 2]
choppa ringing like a doorbell
pyrex got the c0ke smell
i hit the henny then i fishtail
then check my phone another brick sell
f-ck the bullsh-t b-tch i got a type
i ain’t just f-cking anything
baby i can get your credit right
then put a range rover in your name
i’m a big tipper, bimmer dipper
everything organic got these n-ggas in they feelings
got the ho the new balenciaga’s told the b-tch you f-cking with a real one
two hoes took my b-tches for a hike
we gon chill today but we gon trap tonight
two bands for my specialized bike
eating sushi sipping fine wine
crab meat in my wontons (scrumptious!)
before i ate i had to hit the blunt
swagger on a hundred million thousand
that’s why these b-tches steady choosing up
it’s a nice day i took the b-tch for lunch
maybe your ex was, but i’m not in love
b-tch i got a plan, we can make some bands
flip it to a million, god d-mn

[hook]

sock it to me!
yeeeeeeheeeeee!

- larry june

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