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letra de private valet - larry june

[intro]
yo don’t ever call yourself a man if you can’t keep your composure n—a
straight up, [?] gang for you
uh, back on my sh-t, fresh off the tour bus
straight back to it

[verse 1]
yeah, lambo evo press a couple b-ttons park it right by the speed boat
sipping on some real sh-t, touchdown chi town making a real b-tch
colored eyes brown skin and you know she real thick
‘nother half a million dollars spent but i sleep good
talking big numbers with the b-tch while i grip the wood
check it out, all these big facts though she heared me out
heated toilets in the bathroom said it’s eaten us out
she got a whole situation
but ready to risk it all
i ain’t with the drama
when you rеady, just give me a call
i know i’m just checking thе mail but got that sh-t on
i’m a little younger than dude but still big grown
[chorus]
when the sky so cold (so cold, so cold)
they got no love for you, love for you, love for you
when the sky so cold (so cold, so cold)
they got no love for you, love for you, love for you
yeah, aye aye aye

[verse 2]
i can talk like this cause i live that
you n—-s know my background, don’t play with it
hothead, short-tempered quick to tote the semi
if you foggy in my city, can’t be acting timid
might do the mink with the midnight
doors open in the lamborghini like fisheye
n—a this my new trap, vacuum seal my adlibs and then i send them to the track

[chorus]
when the sky so cold (so cold, so cold)
they got no love for you, love for you, love for you
when the sky so cold (so cold, so cold)
they got no love for you, love for you, love for you
yeah, aye aye aye

- larry june

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