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Can’t Be Stopped
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Larry June
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Yeah La música de Harry Fraud My n*gga Larry J All the way from the Bay What’s hannin’? Cortez like we weirdos (Weirdos) See, the shoes with the spikes, I don’t wear those (Wear those) He got painted fingernails like a weirdo (Weirdo) Spit game, talk sh*t in her earlobe (Like a pimp) Dress her up, give her game – how I gear hoes (What it is) f*ck haters, f*ck opps, I don’t fear those (How it is) Got God on my side, that’s my real bro Tell the homie come out, like I’m here, bro (Like I’m here, bro) b*tch lyin’ on a P, like I guess so (Lyin’ ass) See, the life of a P is so stressful (So stressful) They gave the homie fifteen, that’s a stress though (For real) I had to get out the game, I can’t trust hoes (Nah) b*tch, I’ve been from the gang, like my Chucks on (Chucks on) Talk sh*t ‘bout the gang, you bet bust- on Bon Bonerie, double-o – James Bond (Double-o) Bon Bonerie, double-o – James Bond (07) See, the birds fly to me like a scarecrow (Scarecrow) In the field all day like a scarecrow (Scarecrow) Old-school high tops with the Velcro (Straps) Got a different type of hustle, I don’t sell nun’ I need it, I want it, I can’t be stopped (Can’t be stopped, b*tch) She choosin’, she lookin’, she out of pock- (You out of pocket, hoe) She f*cked up, she know it, I’m finna knock (Finna knock her) Real P gon’ send her (Send the b*tch) This sh*t don’t stop (It don’t stop, hoe) I liked it a lot, so I bought the whip I was on foot when I caught the b*tch How you doin’? My name is Larry I sip orange juice, and I’m steady mashin’ Hey, b*tch, hand me that muf*ckin’ car key I gotta make move Narks out heavy, so I gotta play it smoove The b*tch asked for money, then I turned to a Jew b*tch, didn’t I just buy your ass some new shoes? I take apart the rental car, then put it back together by Larry, the boy so clever I’m walkin’ like this, ‘cause the boof kinda heavy She put it in my hand, when I walked in the ‘telly All I got is game for a punk rock b*tch Six months in the game, and I got rich My life is fast, and so is my whips My life a trip, my diamonds hit Yeah I need it, I want it, I can’t be stopped (Can’t be stopped, b*tch) She choosin’, she lookin’, she out of pock- (You out of pocket, hoe) She f*cked up, she know it, I’m finna knock (Finna knock her) Real P gon’ send her (Send the b*tch) This sh*t don’t stop (It don’t stop, hoe) Man Groovy Man Numbers Yes, Lord b*tch, hand me that water sh*t!
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