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expensive lemonade - larry june lyrics

[intro]
hold on
hold on, b*tch
hand me that bottled water, please
thank you sweetheart
you’re doin good

[verse 1]
i got to stay ready
lobster in my spaghetti
asc mclaren, i need the ‘87
my lil’ bro play for denver, i had to cop the jersey
we at ruth’s chris, filet mignon, it’s me and worthy
this lemonade eleven*dollars b*tch, and that’s for certain
i got a b*tch from honolulu, and she a pro surfer
i’m eatin’ crab cakes, my pinky ring cost eleven
any b*tch that left me, i’m pretty sure she stressin’
f*ckin’ with the same n*ggas and the same b*tches
this bassline go crazy, i had to f*ck with it
aix max’s with the gucci jacket, i’m doin’ good
i know that sh*t prolly didn’t rhyme, but it wasn’t stupid
never catch me at the club, at a n*gga table
my socks cost a hunid dollars, a slight dumb investment
but i came from nothin’
that’s probably why this lemonade cost seven*some’
young n*gga stuntin’

[interlude]
you know, b*tch
f*ckin’ with me, sh*t can be different
you know i’m sayin’?
i’ma buy you a bike
i’ma take you to some muf*ckin’ trails
and we gon’ get this muf*ckin’ money, last but not least

[verse 2]
in 2016, i spent sixty on this
then, took my sh*t to san leandro to get my sh*t re*hit
ask my n*gga stevie mack, he was right there with me
‘round the same time, that n*gga went and got him a 6
you can’t do the same sh*t and expect to grow
you can’t be afraid to lose, i’m takin’ chances for sure
if i’m rich, if i’m broke, sh*t, you’ll never know
i’ve been stressin’ a lil’ bit, let me blow this dro
take a couple phone calls, then i fold my clothes
if the b*tch got too much baggage, i might tuck and roll
while you sensitive ass p’s put your hands on a hoe
if a b*tch want to dip, i tell that b*tch she can go
eat some frozen yogurt, read a book, then head to the store
we can go do yoga, but after this, we trappin’ for sure
if i ain’t in the booth, i’m prolly somewhere mackin’ a hoe

[outro]
aye, b*tch, hand me that lemonade, please
thank you, sh*t
h*ll yeah, n*gga, i spent seven for this
and if i get the bigger one, it’s prolly eleven*some
off the dribble, sock it to me

- larry june lyrics

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