Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Strippers & Chances , by - Larry June. Release date: 28.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Strippers & Chances |
| Cardo got wings |
| So, you know |
| I hit the strip club with my brother Jay Worthy |
| You know what I’m sayin'? |
| Something slight, seeking inspiration |
| You know what I’m sayin', if I crack somethin' I crack somethin' |
| If I don’t, I don’t |
| Two mojitos, please |
| Numbers |
| Lately, baby, I been on some other shit (Other shit) |
| Gotta make it happen on some thuggish shit (Thuggish shit) |
| Nights on the road with my son and shit (Son and shit) |
| I’m barely even sleepin', shit |
| I been outta the game, I been boardin' these planes |
| Dealin' with a lot of shit but I don’t never complain |
| I know she lookin' down on me, I know she got my back |
| And I’d trade anything to have them old days back |
| Took that fear out my heart and I went harder |
| Had to move smarter, get my life in order |
| You gotta keep goin' no matter what |
| Shit, you can’t step it up 'til you step it up |
| Fuck it, let’s hit the strip club |
| Baby, keep goin', bend that over, run it back |
| Make it clap, uh-huh, like that |
| I’m back at it, goin' hard, never switch |
| And got no love for a punk rock bitch |
| Baby, keep goin', bend that over, run it back |
| Make it clap, uh-huh, like that |
| I’m back at it, goin' hard, never switch |
| And got no love for a punk rock bitch |
| Baby, keep hoin', I ain’t tell you to come in off the blade |
| I need it all, whole thousand, so, baby, keep goin' |
| Still snowin', I ain’t never had no other than that |
| Look like a blizzard but it summertime in Oakland |
| Ain’t you three worthy? |
| Sprite dirty, that’s early |
| Dancin' on the pole, that bitch was slappin' G-Worthy |
| Know the streets heard me, I’m that nigga from the two L |
| Brown chocolate mink lookin' smoother than Nutell' |
| Remember postin' all them ads just in hopes that she would do well? |
| Had to prep her right because you know these bitches do tell |
| Pull up in that Lex, bubble-eye, new car smell |
| Terrell Owens, baby, keep goin' |
| Baby, keep goin', bend that over, run it back |
| Make it clap, uh-huh, like that |
| I’m back at it, goin' hard, never switch |
| And got no love for a punk rock bitch |
| Baby, keep goin', bend that over, run it back |
| Make it clap, uh-huh, like that |
| I’m back at it, goin' hard, never switch |
| And got no love for a punk rock bitch |