Some More

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[Intro: L'A Capone] Store, store, store Some more Turn up, haha L'A We gon' hit the mall And we gon' get some bands Yea, turn up [Chorus: L'A Capone] 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 Yeah, 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 [Verse 1: L'A Capone] I'm all about my bands, paper cuts on hands I'm rocking with my day ones, wassup wit' you new friends? You down or fuckin' what? Lil homie, what's 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 'Cause I been off them beans, ho prolly off the Goose I swear I love rollin', them mollies have me through I'm L'A, who are you? 600, that's the crew Goddamn, 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 [Chorus: L'A Capone] 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 Yeah, 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 [Verse 2: Huncho Hoodo] We gon' tear down Lenox and fuck up every store Prolly cruisin' in them foreign, 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 'cause 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 key 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 [Chorus: L'A Capone] 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 Yeah, 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 [Outro: L'A Capone] Pull up on a bitch so loud And the watch on my wrist bling-blow Good dope in the Swish' so loud