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larri jae - 40 long lyrics

intro
cop some henny
we got plenty
imma get my n-ggas right
i worked 40
i got 40 on the liquor for tonight
(let got)

turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up

verse 1
i said hey baby
you drive me crazy
(keep the drama, i just wanna get ya number)
i said hey mama
little mama
big booty so i call her mrs. obama
i might get in trouble for that…
(but she k!lling them with all that back)
they say i’m young and i’m dumb
reckless having fun
tell them that we got one

cop a house and put it on my wrist
cop a couple foreign whips that you didn’t know exist
every track i make a hit
(cuz i been waiting on that grammy boy since i was 6)

my ex girl, my ex girl
she swear to god she love me
yup my new girl, my new girl
promised she’ll be there for me

is that you old chick?
no you’re broke chick
and she falling all up on me
i brought my whole click, yeah my whole click
she wanna party with the homies like

chorus
i been working 40 long and i didn’t get paid tonight
(paid paid tonight)
so ima make 100 dollars look like f-cking 50k tonight
(k k tonight)
cuz im young and beautiful
(don’t question cuz i’m)
young and beautiful
(no stressing cuz i’m)
young and beautiful
(don’t question cuz i’m)
young and beautiful

verse 2
i said hey baby
you’re so amazing
i loved you crazy
why’d you have to go and play me
i said hey mama
little mama
you’re burning up
girl you’re hotter than a sauna
i’m about to take all of y’all chicks
i bet ya man couldn’t hit it like this
(they say i’m young and i’m dumb)
(reckless having fun, tell them that we got one)

riding to that billy ocean
she like the way i sail the d in her pacific ocean
you n-ggas moving slow motion
while i’m just waiting on that grammy boy
im staying focused

my ex girl, my ex girl
she swear to god she love me
yup my new girl, my new girl
promised she’ll be there for me

verse 3

look
i remember when they told me i’m like michael jackson
all i want is just to one day be like michael jackson
all you rappers out here faking and you only acting
just to get some fame, some money, and some p-ssy action
uhn
it’s bout time somebody tell the truth
all you do is f-ck around when you up in the booth
all you do is jump on every track and say whatever
so ima jump on every track just to make it better
yeah
i bet this be the one to blow
i bet this be the song that everybody f-cking know
cuz i’m talking sick whips and these thick chicks
cuz i’m talking big guns and these big bricks
whatever happened to these rappers
rapping real sh-t?
man we sick of all this dance and this drill sh-t
whatever happened to that music that just make us better?
whatever happened to that music that just live forever?

- larri jae lyrics

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