Bitch gonna come at me think she legit
Made me some money they mad that I'm rich
I wish I was trappin in 2011 my rack would grown heavily steadily heaviest bands in my hand
Do my lil dance
Hypnotic trance
Gave her a chance
Top of the rim
Like Larry nance
Hit me the gym
Gotta enhance
Yeah I'm so tired I worked a 12 hour I stood around walking like need any help
All of these people they lookin at me who the f*ck this lil kid does he have any wealth
Yeah bitch I do But the Traffic is surging
Televised government now we is purging
I would go out call myself the divergent
Your girl a slut selling sex like a merchant
Yeah dawg I know you was heated the product was shorted but you was the problem
You got all this heat in your head man you gotta ease up daddy issues is not how you solve em
Got In my face man in finna revole him
Man lookin grody you look like a goblin
You want a ring but yo bitch wanna threesome
Waiting in line guess that I'm getting me some
Like Larry nance I can turn to a shooter
Move side to side hit em with the maneuver
Got her like Daym should I take her to Hoover
Got me producers up in Vancouver
Yeah I was proving ended up losing
Wish i was dining right up in nobu
You is a bitch man thought that I told you
I am so rich man I do not know you
Boy, you stick with me, you good And you f*ck with me, you through
And I usually ain't one to talk my shit, but this time I could
Cause look at all that we did, nah, look at all that I did
I dished em out, made em big amounts And made men out of them kids
And my homie out in Cali I'm like, bro, why you leave without me
And I always felt like the main guy But this story ain't about me
I know they jealous ass' be poutin' Cause Brody out there countin
And eatin' Lobster, filet mignon on the movie set, like, what's happenin'
And he took a chance and he ran with it
Took his stance post-pandemic
Larry Nance switched hands with it through the lane like Superman wit' it
And I said, how you gon' knock the hustle, bro?
How you gon' jack the muscle, yo?
Only one thing they need to know Is my bro goin international
Joey G - Larry Nance (with LUVENGE) Lyrics
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Bitch gonna come at me think she legit
Made me some money they mad that I'm rich
I wish I was trappin in 2011 my rack would grown heavily steadily heaviest bands in my hand
Do my lil dance
Hypnotic trance
Gave her a chance
Top of the rim
Like Larry nance
Hit me the gym
Gotta enhance
Yeah I'm so tired I worked a 12 hour I stood around walking like need any help
All of these people they lookin at me who the f*ck this lil kid does he have any wealth
Yeah bitch I do But the Traffic is surging
Televised government now we is purging
I would go out call myself the divergent
Your girl a slut selling sex like a merchant
Yeah dawg I know you was heated the product was shorted but you was the problem
You got all this heat in your head man you gotta ease up daddy issues is not how you solve em
Got In my face man in finna revole him
Man lookin grody you look like a goblin
You want a ring but yo bitch wanna threesome
Waiting in line guess that I'm getting me some
Like Larry nance I can turn to a shooter
Move side to side hit em with the maneuver
Got her like Daym should I take her to Hoover
Got me producers up in Vancouver
Yeah I was proving ended up losing
Wish i was dining right up in nobu
You is a bitch man thought that I told you
I am so rich man I do not know you
Boy, you stick with me, you good And you f*ck with me, you through
And I usually ain't one to talk my shit, but this time I could
Cause look at all that we did, nah, look at all that I did
I dished em out, made em big amounts And made men out of them kids
And my homie out in Cali I'm like, bro, why you leave without me
And I always felt like the main guy But this story ain't about me
I know they jealous ass' be poutin' Cause Brody out there countin
And eatin' Lobster, filet mignon on the movie set, like, what's happenin'
And he took a chance and he ran with it
Took his stance post-pandemic
Larry Nance switched hands with it through the lane like Superman wit' it
And I said, how you gon' knock the hustle, bro?
How you gon' jack the muscle, yo?
Only one thing they need to know Is my bro goin international
Made me some money they mad that I'm rich
I wish I was trappin in 2011 my rack would grown heavily steadily heaviest bands in my hand
Do my lil dance
Hypnotic trance
Gave her a chance
Top of the rim
Like Larry nance
Hit me the gym
Gotta enhance
Yeah I'm so tired I worked a 12 hour I stood around walking like need any help
All of these people they lookin at me who the f*ck this lil kid does he have any wealth
Yeah bitch I do But the Traffic is surging
Televised government now we is purging
I would go out call myself the divergent
Your girl a slut selling sex like a merchant
Yeah dawg I know you was heated the product was shorted but you was the problem
You got all this heat in your head man you gotta ease up daddy issues is not how you solve em
Got In my face man in finna revole him
Man lookin grody you look like a goblin
You want a ring but yo bitch wanna threesome
Waiting in line guess that I'm getting me some
Like Larry nance I can turn to a shooter
Move side to side hit em with the maneuver
Got her like Daym should I take her to Hoover
Got me producers up in Vancouver
Yeah I was proving ended up losing
Wish i was dining right up in nobu
You is a bitch man thought that I told you
I am so rich man I do not know you
Boy, you stick with me, you good And you f*ck with me, you through
And I usually ain't one to talk my shit, but this time I could
Cause look at all that we did, nah, look at all that I did
I dished em out, made em big amounts And made men out of them kids
And my homie out in Cali I'm like, bro, why you leave without me
And I always felt like the main guy But this story ain't about me
I know they jealous ass' be poutin' Cause Brody out there countin
And eatin' Lobster, filet mignon on the movie set, like, what's happenin'
And he took a chance and he ran with it
Took his stance post-pandemic
Larry Nance switched hands with it through the lane like Superman wit' it
And I said, how you gon' knock the hustle, bro?
How you gon' jack the muscle, yo?
Only one thing they need to know Is my bro goin international
Writer: Joseph Gibilisco, Edward Luzniak
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid