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Rock Band Video (MV)




Performed By: Larry June
Length: 2:40
Written by: Larry June




Larry June - Rock Band Lyrics
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Ayy look, check it out though, look, ayy look
Bitch make me two motherf*ckin' over easy eggs
Nigga some motherf*ckin' fresh toast, you know what I'm sayin'
And a motherf*ckin' fresh squeezed orange juice
Bitch I swear to God, sock it to me, good job Sledgren
Yeehee

Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy, God
Made a million dollars off one hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band, goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off one hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip

Ayy what's happenin' bitch ass nigga
I got the lil f*ckin' Asian bitch giving me a muf*ckin' manicure
And a pedicure as we speak nigga, we in the booth nigga
That's real pimp shit nigga
Bitch nigga get your muf*ckin' money up

They swagger jacking goddamn, switch it up
Hundred bales, put it in a black truck, uhh, damn
Off beat, off beat, off beat (off beat nigga f*ck the rap game nigga)
Why these niggas tryna rap like me? Shit, damn
Send a pack to the bando, trappin' off the motherf*ckin' payphone
You ain't really pimping, heard you riding 'round town with the f*ckin' cape on
Take it out the pot, sell it while it's wet
Go'n leave a little weight on it
Bend the corner slow, aim it out the window, goddamn

Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy, God
Made a million dollars off one hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band, goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off one hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip

Louis V backpack, twenty-five hundred, fill it up with hunduns
Knock her out her pocket, ho tell her put an eighth in the f*ckin' Backwood
You the type of nigga ridin' 'round clean, but you always get your pack took
Flippin' work like a MacBook, thirty clip with the MAC tucked
It ain't breakfast time but I got the biscuit
So much clientele, need a bigger kitchen
Bitch I'm on a mission, but I'm not religious
Goddamn, keep going Larry
I need a documentary, my life a motion picture
Mobbin' blowin' Keisha, damn damn damn
Hoes out in Phoenix, got 'em playing Jesus
Check my background, real street nigga, God

Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy, God
Made a million dollars off one hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band, goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off one hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip
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Ayy look, check it out though, look, ayy look
Bitch make me two motherf*ckin' over easy eggs
Nigga some motherf*ckin' fresh toast, you know what I'm sayin'
And a motherf*ckin' fresh squeezed orange juice
Bitch I swear to God, sock it to me, good job Sledgren
Yeehee

Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy, God
Made a million dollars off one hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band, goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off one hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip

Ayy what's happenin' bitch ass nigga
I got the lil f*ckin' Asian bitch giving me a muf*ckin' manicure
And a pedicure as we speak nigga, we in the booth nigga
That's real pimp shit nigga
Bitch nigga get your muf*ckin' money up

They swagger jacking goddamn, switch it up
Hundred bales, put it in a black truck, uhh, damn
Off beat, off beat, off beat (off beat nigga f*ck the rap game nigga)
Why these niggas tryna rap like me? Shit, damn
Send a pack to the bando, trappin' off the motherf*ckin' payphone
You ain't really pimping, heard you riding 'round town with the f*ckin' cape on
Take it out the pot, sell it while it's wet
Go'n leave a little weight on it
Bend the corner slow, aim it out the window, goddamn

Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy, God
Made a million dollars off one hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band, goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off one hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip

Louis V backpack, twenty-five hundred, fill it up with hunduns
Knock her out her pocket, ho tell her put an eighth in the f*ckin' Backwood
You the type of nigga ridin' 'round clean, but you always get your pack took
Flippin' work like a MacBook, thirty clip with the MAC tucked
It ain't breakfast time but I got the biscuit
So much clientele, need a bigger kitchen
Bitch I'm on a mission, but I'm not religious
Goddamn, keep going Larry
I need a documentary, my life a motion picture
Mobbin' blowin' Keisha, damn damn damn
Hoes out in Phoenix, got 'em playing Jesus
Check my background, real street nigga, God

Chopper sounding like a rock band, damn, ayy, God
Made a million dollars off one hand, whip, whip, whip
Chopper sounding like a rock band, goddamn, sock it to me, yeehee
Made a million dollars off one hand, goddamn, ayy, whip
Whip whip whip
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Writer: Larry June
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