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Artiste : Larry June
Titre : Shout Out
[Curren$y]
They got cups in here? We might got some liquor
Damn
East side (Turn the beat up some)
Trauma Tone, uh

[Curren$y]
I could pull up with you a couple spots and have you poppin´
Open the door for you, I know everybody watchin´
Understand I got options and I place you on top ´em
But it´s your spot to lose
This life come with some rules, we laced in real jewels
Champagne ain´t nothin´ new, swear that´s just what we do
Whether the camera on or off, we still lookin´ cool
Niggas mad I been stuntin´, so I hear they huntin´
My OG hipped me to it, I know how y´all comin´
You come run up on me, I swear, you get laid out for nothin´

My homies down to slide for me ´cause they really love me, uh

[Curren$y]
Shout out my watch, it´s real, shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my hood, they real, shout out my label, it´s real
Shout out my watch, it´s real, shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my niggas, they real, shout out my Phantom grill
East side on mine just like every time, lowriders outside
Got foreigns in a line because I can´t decide
Which one I´m tryna drive, I´m, like, too fuckin´ high
But, yeah, I´m still gon´ slide, might take that sixty-five

[Larry June]
I´ma pick you up, I might show you off
Put some diamonds on your neck, baby, fuck the cost
We turnin´ heads when we walk, skin so soft
Leather so soft, adjustable exhaust, I´m cattin´ off
I told you I can show you what we go through
Now, baby, quit playin´ and come fuck with a boss
We poppin´ Ace of Spades bottles for no reason at all
I was just checkin´ on you, that´s the reason I called (How you doin´, baby?)
I keep shit lit, that´s it, look at my wrist, that´s him
Look at my bitch, God damn, bitch got ass like sheesh

I´m that nigga still, shout out my bitch, she real
AP watches still, bitch, I´m healthy still

[Curren$y]
Shout out my watch, it´s real, shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my hood, they real, shout out my label, it´s real
Shout out my watch, it´s real, shout out my bitch, she real
Shout out my niggas, they real, shout out my Phantom grill
East side on mine just like every time, lowriders outside
Got foreigns in a line because I can´t decide
Which one I´m tryna drive, I´m, like, too fuckin´ high

But, yeah, I´m still gon´ slide, might take that sixty-five