Lyrics Some More - L'a Capone feat. Hunch Hoodo

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We gon' hit the mall and we gon' hit the stores
Then we gon' blow some bands yeah then we go get some more
And we gon' hit the club yeah we gon' shake the floor
It's all about finessin my nigga i need more I'm all about my bands, paper cuts on hands
I'm rocking with my day ones, wassup wit' yo' new friends
You down or fuckin' what? Lil homie whats the plan?
Ain't talkin' that 600 shit, I may not understand
My niggas packin' heat, all up in K.O.D
Or we might be in traffic, still ain't had shit to eat
'Cuz I been off them bands, ho prolly off the Goose
I swear I love rollin', them mollies have me through
I'm LA who are you? 600 thats the crew
God damn I love designer, my bitch in Jimmy Choo
But I don't have a wife, she my bitch for the night
If she was catching bodies then it might be alright
Got lean all in my sprite, we in it every night
We all livin' savages, we move with them pipes

We gon' tear down Lenox and fuck up every store
Prolly cruisin' in them foreigns you can't catch me in no Ford
We gon hit the strip club, 1's fallin' on the floor
Bitches shakin' asses, screaming "we want more, we want more"
I'm 6Huncho to the core, 600 thousand in the drawer
Since we jumped up off that porch, 600 counties when we tour
All designer what I wore, this shirt right here cost me 'bout 4
Hoppin' out the top I drop 'cuz you know I don't use no doors
Bitches askin' who is he, Huncho Hoodo who I be
Say she wanna ride with me because my car cost 'bout a ki
But my shit don't take no key, I be walkin' on them P's
I got bands all on my wrist and I ain't talkin' V.I.P