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Laughatchu!
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Laughatchu! was released on November 24, 2019 by PLAYITLOUD as a part of the album Sun Company
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Release DateNovember 24, 2019
LabelPLAYITLOUD
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Logan Jeffers
Logan Jeffers
Songwriter

Lyrics

I bought me a leopard-print Jag cuz I fuck with exotics
Blue on my money like Sonic
Mixin' that gin with the tonic
Spit 'til I vomit, hot like a comet
Bought me a leopard print hat, I could match with the shoes
Fuckin' with me, I put you on the news
Talk on my name, get you beat like a bruise
Radio silence, I'm laughin' at chu
I bought me a leopard-print Jag cuz I fuck with exotics
Blue on my money like Sonic
Mixin' that gin with the tonic
Spit 'til I vomit, hot like a comet
Bought me a leopard print hat, I could match with the shoes
Fuckin' with me, I put you on the news
Talk on my name, get you beat like a bruise
Radio silence, I'm laughin' at chu
That bitch wanna gimme some brain cuz
She fuck with the fame but I don't fuck with lames (NAH)
She think I’m a dick cuz I don’t fuck with bitches
That think that they all with the shits *BARK*
She tell me she free and she good on her knees
And she wanna post up in the crib (NAH)
She think that I’m rich and I’m covered in drip
But I just took a loan for the whip (Okay)
If you movin’ funny and talk like a dummy
I get you to pop like a zit (BRR)
I’m one with the money, I fuck with the honeys
And match up your smoke like a zip (YUH)
These ladies wan’ do me, I don’t fuck with groupies
They stuck to me just like a clip (Okay)
I got me a girlie who down for the dirty
She under my arm like a pit (VV)
I bought me a leopard-print Jag cuz I fuck with exotics
Blue on my money like Sonic
Mixin' that gin with the tonic
Spit 'til I vomit, hot like a comet
Bought me a leopard print hat, I could match with the shoes
Fuckin' with me, I put you on the news
Talk on my name, get you beat like a bruise
Radio silence, I'm laughin' at chu
I bought me a leopard-print Jag cuz I fuck with exotics
Blue on my money like Sonic
Mixin' that gin with the tonic
Spit 'til I vomit, hot like a comet
Bought me a leopard print hat, I could match with the shoes
Fuckin' with me, I put you on the news
Talk on my name, get you beat like a bruise
Radio silence, I'm laughin' at chu
I come out on top every time like a float
I don’t rock the boat but her panties are soaked
My car from the future, my rims ain’t got spokes
My house not a castle, it don’t got a moat
She don’t like the dick say you comin’ up short
You whippin’ oh-four, I’m whippin’ a sport
My sport is a foreign, it whip like a Porsche
I’m taking your girl and she turn to a whore
I’d rather be workin, I don’t like to sleep cuz
This work gets me paid by the end of the week
She say that I’m sugar, ain’t talkin’ bout sweet
Yeah the money is comin’ and comin’ in sheets
I’m not DaBaby, I don’t wear a diaper
I still get my chances to pull up and pipe her
She swingin’ that cake like its pie and she Piper
She come up on Tinder, I might have to swipe her
Written by: Logan Jeffers
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