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LarryHallOfFame - Leaf Godz Lyrics



LarryHallOfFame - Leaf Godz Lyrics




Know I gotta drag
Winter time coming boutta get in my bag
Crack the seal mix the 8 with a Fanta
Catching vibes blowing haze in cabanas
Everything I bought straight cash
Every bitch I got straight bad
Won't f*ck a bitch if she bore me(All my diamond shinning bright straight glass)
V-10 put the coupe in sport
Rich shit ima ash on the floor
Carpet burn cause I f*cked her on the floor
Big Leaf Godz ima roll up some more
Smoking this designer rocking this designer(Cuban links tangled on my neck)
Ima whip out again brought 10 racks to spend(Your last nigga brought it just to flex)

Whip brand new push start go Vroom smashing on the gas
Got 10 racks on me, smoking cookies down Slauson(Thumbing through the bag)
Niggas be capping, telling their stories('Bout shit they never had)
Bout Places they never been, bitches that they never hit(these niggas going out sad)
I'm, Mr pullup make the hoes go crazy
Mr. pullup make the block get hot
Can't stop won't stop, these niggas ain't got what I got
I get the money I flip it and save it
She want a nigga like me think she prayed it
Stay on the sidewalk don't get on the pavement
My dues in the game when I came in I paid em
And this money feeling good
And I'm good in the hood
Pistol toting I'm whipping, I'm shooting like Pippen the clip take his nose off
That nigga a hoe, catch em down in the store, ima do em like O-Dogg
100 round drum in the chopper
Bitch singing like a opera
One clip out, one clip in
Make a call niggas spinning on the knockers
All these racks on us how they gone stop us
I'm her last nigga how she gone top us
And beat it up like a boxer
More money more problems
I got the right, I had to earn all my stripes
I used to sleep with the mice
I'm in the trenches
I'm in the bitch every night
Shooting the 7's on dice
Glock 19, bitch came with every sight
Sent up to heaven for life
Don't try it twice, masked up like it's a heist
Sippin' the sizzurp on ice

Know I gotta drag
Winter time coming boutta get in my bag
Crack the seal mix the 8 with a Fanta
Catching vibes blowing haze in cabanas
Everything I bought straight cash
Every bitch I got straight bad
Won't f*ck a bitch if she bore me(All my diamond shinning bright straight glass)
V-10 put the coupe in sport
Rich shit ima ash on the floor
Carpet burn cause I f*cked her on the floor
Big Leaf Godz ima roll up some more
Smoking this designer rocking this designer(Cuban links tangled on my neck)
Ima whip out again brought 10 racks to spend(Your last nigga brought it just to flex)
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Know I gotta drag
Winter time coming boutta get in my bag
Crack the seal mix the 8 with a Fanta
Catching vibes blowing haze in cabanas
Everything I bought straight cash
Every bitch I got straight bad
Won't f*ck a bitch if she bore me(All my diamond shinning bright straight glass)
V-10 put the coupe in sport
Rich shit ima ash on the floor
Carpet burn cause I f*cked her on the floor
Big Leaf Godz ima roll up some more
Smoking this designer rocking this designer(Cuban links tangled on my neck)
Ima whip out again brought 10 racks to spend(Your last nigga brought it just to flex)

Whip brand new push start go Vroom smashing on the gas
Got 10 racks on me, smoking cookies down Slauson(Thumbing through the bag)
Niggas be capping, telling their stories('Bout shit they never had)
Bout Places they never been, bitches that they never hit(these niggas going out sad)
I'm, Mr pullup make the hoes go crazy
Mr. pullup make the block get hot
Can't stop won't stop, these niggas ain't got what I got
I get the money I flip it and save it
She want a nigga like me think she prayed it
Stay on the sidewalk don't get on the pavement
My dues in the game when I came in I paid em
And this money feeling good
And I'm good in the hood
Pistol toting I'm whipping, I'm shooting like Pippen the clip take his nose off
That nigga a hoe, catch em down in the store, ima do em like O-Dogg
100 round drum in the chopper
Bitch singing like a opera
One clip out, one clip in
Make a call niggas spinning on the knockers
All these racks on us how they gone stop us
I'm her last nigga how she gone top us
And beat it up like a boxer
More money more problems
I got the right, I had to earn all my stripes
I used to sleep with the mice
I'm in the trenches
I'm in the bitch every night
Shooting the 7's on dice
Glock 19, bitch came with every sight
Sent up to heaven for life
Don't try it twice, masked up like it's a heist
Sippin' the sizzurp on ice

Know I gotta drag
Winter time coming boutta get in my bag
Crack the seal mix the 8 with a Fanta
Catching vibes blowing haze in cabanas
Everything I bought straight cash
Every bitch I got straight bad
Won't f*ck a bitch if she bore me(All my diamond shinning bright straight glass)
V-10 put the coupe in sport
Rich shit ima ash on the floor
Carpet burn cause I f*cked her on the floor
Big Leaf Godz ima roll up some more
Smoking this designer rocking this designer(Cuban links tangled on my neck)
Ima whip out again brought 10 racks to spend(Your last nigga brought it just to flex)
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Writer: Larry Hall
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Performed By: LarryHallOfFame
Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Larry Hall

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