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larry june - you a cat lyrics

[intro]
sh-t, d-mn, god
good job sledgren
ayy ayy ayy, yeehee
sh-t, d-mn, bop bop bop, ayy
godd-mn, sock it to me, yeah baby

[verse 1]
throwaway mac-10 with the shoelace on it
knocked a bad lil b-tch, cute face, big booty, blew some bands on her
what you n-ggas want to do?
take the brick, chop it screw it on some texas sh-t?
threw my phone out the window
i was hearin’ sh-t, i ain’t wanna take a risk
buy it for the low, sell it for a good price
i’ll show you how to win
my young n-gga told me that they snitchin’ so i’m out the way with my other b-tch
my hands dirty, ak47 gunpowder on my burner gloves
her daddy trippin’, stressin’ out
oh my god my baby fell in love with a thug
i don’t give a f-ck about the hate
pillow talkin’ n-ggas h-lla fake
ayy tell a n-gga what the motive was
i still got the ho anyway
n-ggas always got some sh-t to say
i go to barneys and they know my name
canary yellow diamonds on the chain
i do celine, yeah designer frames
godd-mn, sh-t

[chorus]
flexin’ hard, like you ballin’, n-gga you a cat
pillow talkin’, to these hoes, n-gga you a cat
you a house n-gga talkin’ ’bout you need the strap
n-gga you a cat
hit my phone talkin’ ’bout do i need the pack?
n-gga you a cat
i-i-i been goin’ through some motherf-ckin’ sh-t
i-i-i will never ever trust a punk b-tch
i-i keep thirty in my motherf-ckin’ clip
i got money, i got hoes, i’m the sh-t
(godd-mn, sock it to me, yeah baby) d-mn

[verse 2]
range rover coaster, four-five toter
plain jane rollie, godd-mn
slide through the block bustin’ h-ll knots
gettin’ top like a ceiling fan
grow opp out the weights only
goin’ hard, got it for the wholesale
it’s going down at the candy house
we got nachos and the fishscale
i’m a motherf-ckin’ mack, i might never text you back
(hold on sweetie, i’m busy now)
i heard you fell in love with her, godd-mn, you’re doing bad
it’s sounding like a rock band, i hope the fn never jam
i’m a real fresco n-gga, slide through, it really goes down
n-ggas talk a lot, i don’t talk at all
you can have the b-tch, i don’t want the broad
all i know is ball, chevy sitting tall
i’m on an interview layin’ down the law
ho i need it all, post another ad
cash a n-gga out, then maybe we can talk
got my money right and bought another loft
godd-mn, sh-t, yeehee

[interlude]
ayy what’s happenin’ b-tch n-gga
heard you n-ggas travelin’ round the world n-gga
trickin’ off on a b-tch n-gga
what’s your motherf-ckin’ roi n-gga?
what’s your motherf-ckin’ return on investment ho?
get your motherf-ckin’ money up n-gga
yeehee, sh-t, godd-mn, yeehee, ayy

- larry june lyrics

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