Lyrics
Uhh, yeah
D11 Productions
When you kids at school, I'm The Lara
When you with cho' friends, I'm The Lara
The Lara at home, but not alone
He finna bone with you mama
'Cuz yeah, that's The Lara
The lara fucking your mama
Then papa comes home and he ain't glad
I think he a little mad
Like an ape, I make my escape
My banana still out swinging around
She know it will be back and make it workout
I don't drink because I ain't of age
I do drink apple juice because it makes me feel a little loose
I smoke a pack of beer but I hear a deer
You know how they is
I'm too crazy and nervous like you
That aint me
I know when a bitch is a bitch and when a foe is a foe
I got my friends in multiples of 12
And most of them are higher than a shelf
But at least they act like themselves (yeah)
I'm The Lara
When you kids at school, I'm The Lara
And when you with cho friends I'm The Lara, yeah
The one with a bone in your mama
I don't mean to disrespect
But i'll call you a dummy if you ain't correct
But please reflect when you become a suspect to a reject
Defect that cant get erect
Writer(s): Juan Hidalgo
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