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letra de p - larry june

just ’cause i pimp i didn’t want my son to pimp
’cause it didn’t necessarily mean he was gon’ make it like me
didn’t want my daughter to be a hoe ’cause she might not been able to make it
(oh, she would’ve make it alright)
well, we’d have to give her some direction
you know i ain’t mad at her
don’t let this glamor, these perls and these diamonds and these tailor-made suits
and gaitors and fame i got here
(hey, hit up some of the old heads)
don’t let ’em, don’t let her fool you, man
(didn’t come with all of this)
f-ck, what you n-gga talkin’ about you gotta pay? (sh-t)
rap don’t work push based like the 80s (what?)
she cookin’, she cleanin’ and her head is amazing (sh-t)
cookies and the wood got me lookin’ like a asian
four thick queens got me beatin’ up the pavement (godd-mn)
when this come on, the real p’s go crazy (ayy)
give the hoe my number never hit her, i’m shady (sh-t)
my life’s down mainly, you broke hoes lazy?
meet me outta houston, my life’s so therapeutic (uh)
you got a book while shootin’, these young n-gga’s stupid (yeah)
living like a jewish, spend it then recoup it (uh)
to make the money triple, you gotta stay consistent (yeah)
quit worrying ’bout these b-tches, these b-tches opportunists
all women not b-tches? your homie might not be loyal!
catch me slidin’ through the city, it’ll never be the same (yeah)
one hand on my forty (sh-t), the other hand on the game, d-mn
hey, whatchu sayin’ ’bout a train?
’cause my pimpin’ is on the lose
gettin’ off the engine all a hoe got to do is be the motherf-cking kaboose
young blood? believe that, you know what i’m saying?
yeah, you know, i’m always in motion just like the ocean
all the b-tch’s gotta do is come on and drink some of my pimp love potion
yeah, is a whole lotta outta pocket sh-t goin’ on
hoes with other hoes, you know
hoe ain’t big enough to get no man but she got to go through us
you know, that’s real fair
know the youngin understand female with p-ssy hair to be with us
i used to want that range ‘fore i went and bought that benz (sh-t)
i never in my life thought i would have a kid (f-ck)
trappin’ all the night ’til a n-gga get the rent
on the west coast for some nice sh-t is 26
and that’s for one room, pay the sh-t early ‘case i slip
drop my beamer at the dealer, take my b-tch on a trip (ayy)
pull up on my n-gga ray, went and got my diamonds ish (sh-t)
my b-tch do the saint laurent, i do givenchy when i kick it
despite all the bullsh-t, i really did it by myself (uh)
i’m the motherf-ckin’ greatest, yeah, i’m biggin’ up myself (yeah)
i’m always puttin’ business first, ’cause they’ll play you if you let ’em (uh)
out sight, out of mind, sh-t, i might pull up in a jetta (yeah)
real n-gga never show they hand, you n-ggas trippin’
i got these b-tches going hiking, gettin’ drunk and skinny dippin’ (woo)
still got the same vision, crystal and fried chicken
frisco had been my great t-shirt frisbee (sh-t, ow)
d-mn
this if for the-, my black brother and my white brother
if you can dream it, you can have it
if you can see it, you can have it
if you can feel it, you can have it
all you gotta do is believe, no matter what you do, just believe
i got that to say to ’em all around the world

- larry june

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