Top Songs By Larry June
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Larry June
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Larry Eugene Hendricks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean House
Producer
Todd Cooper
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'ma tell you some real motherfuckin' game
No, just listen to me, listen to me
You know man, the game is no different from bein' on drugs, you know
Once you in, it's hard to leave
You get addicted to the fast money, no matter what, it's crazy
[Verse 2]
I ain't pimped in a minute, I been out on the road
And every real P know you can't do both
Baby, ain't shit free, yeah, the game is sold
Buy it on iTunes and play on the low
Had to cut her off, she was playin' with her nose
Bitch, you out of pocket, gotta stay on your toes
Numbers, bitch, you know what I'm on
Spent two-fifty on the LV cologne
(Off top, yeah) I'm actin' a ho (Actin' a ho)
Everything I say, bitch, always go (Always go)
I can't babysit, but I can break on you, though
If you talk some real dough, got my attention for sure
[Verse 3]
I've had money, yeah
But I always want (More, more) sock it to me, ay, ay ,ay
I'm gettin' cash, baby, uh, damn
But I always want (More, more) yeah baby, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
[Verse 4]
Bitch, what's happenin'? You've been cattin' off hella
Doin' it big, I'm livin' like a Goodfella
She knew from the conversation I'm havin' cheddar (Cash)
Put her in the Beamer and new Margiela
I'm mashin' (I'm mashin') I want it all
Get up out my face, baby, and do a call
We did Santa Rosa, it's a push but it's nothin'
A verified trick talkin' 'bout big duckets
I'm posted (Sock it to me), I'ma chill right here (Uh)
If anything happen, I'ma grab this steel (Off the dribble)
She hit my other phone like, daddy, it's good (Off the top)
The bitch just hit, now we back to the hood (What's happenin'?)
[Verse 5]
I've had money, yeah
But I always want (More, more) (Yeah) sock it to me
Bitch, pay me, or pay me no attention
I'm gettin' cash, baby (Yeah, big cash, damn, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But I always want (More, more) (Uh, I need more)
Yeah baby, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay (Yo, off the top) (Sock it to me)
[Verse 6]
You and I, and a little wine
Have so much to do
So much work undone
If we don't take time (Time)
To mend our ways
We'll both regret it
Till our dying day
Written by: Larry Eugene Hendricks