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letra de spacejugg - larry league

[chorus: senseiatl]
hit the sp-ce jugg
hit the sp-ce jugg
hit a sp-ce jugg, then finesse the sp-ce club (okay)
hit the sp-ce jugg (young boi)
hit the sp-ce jugg (godd-mn)
hit a sp-ce jugg, then finesse the sp-ce club, boi

[verse 1: larry loudpack]
i got extra early, i said “who dat at my door” (w-ssup)
he ain’t seen them things, but he know not to come no more (never)
you got that sh-t, i got that sh-t, man, stash it in the floor (yuh)
i’m talkin’ ’bout elixir, i can’t be your shaman though (h-ll nah)
i’m coppin’ fours, i’m coppin’ fours right when i’m shoppin’ though (cash)
you don’t need to save my life, i got some opition, hoe (hoo)
seventeen, seventeen karat (bling)
b-tch talkin’, talkin’ ’bout larry (me)
hit a sp-ce jugg, boi, that planetary (hoo)
he don’t speak now, it was necessary
pluto pack ain’t comin’ back ’til first of january (nah)
cake is shakin’ up, that whipped cream and that cherry (hoo)
split the pick and wet that b-tch, i look like jason terry
my girl, she ain’t stop believin’, shot out to steve perry (hoo, hoo)

[chorus: senseiatl]
hit the sp-ce jugg (jugg)
hit the sp-ce jugg (jugg)
hit a sp-ce jugg, then finesse the sp-ce club (okay)
hit the sp-ce jugg (young boi)
hit the sp-ce jugg (godd-mn)
hit a sp-ce jugg, then finesse the sp-ce club, boi

[verse 2: pyramid quince]
[??] rocketship, call it sp-ce love (okay)
b-tch, it’s game time, n-gg-, lace up (okay, okay)
i don’t chase hoes, drink ’em straight up (uh)
we just get dope, plus, we face blunts (i said uh)
n-gg-, wake up, tryna get my cake up (yup)
if i get my cake took, [?], hit them weights up
all my moves major, nah, ain’t tryna [?] up
[?] with all the small talk, , i don’t play much
live from outer sp-ce, up to no good
twistin’ vs up, everyday we smoke woods
put yo hands up, n-gg-, this is sp-ce jugg
asked him where the cash at, pistol to the sp-ce plug

[verse 3: gvvaan]
set it off, kinda off set
i just pulled up on an unidentified flying object
vomit on a comet
i’m feelin’ naucious and, frankly, i’m kinda exhausted
stupid futuristic swag
b-tch, h-ll yeah, i’m saucin’
flyer than a flying saucer
out of orbit, shuttle foreign
kevin sp-cey, while you boring, i’m codeine crazy
cowboy [??], juggin’ every atlien up out they sp-ce insurance
is that a ufo? sh-t, i don’t know
n-gg-s is clones, i’m finessin’ you if you ain’t got no backbone
yeah, that’s my zone, that six about a b-tch
throwin’ up that sh-t, and i’m takin’ all your sh-t while i

[verse 4: senseiatl & randy]
take yo sh-t, mane, call me young tebow (jugg)
shorty -ss fat, who the f-ck is cee lo (godd-mn, godd-mn)
purp got me dead, i’m leanin’ like a zombie (leanin’, leanin’)
look like a [?] boy, i’m ridin’ with that tommy (grrah)
splash a [?], boomin’ lean in the trap (what)
nut up in your b-tch, pet her cat, then i nap (purr)
go diego with that work, randy dora with the map (woo)
got that red and white sack, got that ginger sauce pack (boi)
took yo b-tch, then i smash her like a pancake (smash)
swear that thottie havin’ seizures, boy, she make it shake
lean pack got me catchin’ z’s like i’m jay (d-mn)
sorry for the weight, move it like a crusade (flip)

- larry league

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