Vanilla Cream

[Intro] Oh, yeah, man Some of the best though Know what I'm sayin'? That LNDN DRGS That Larry June, you know what I mean? 2 P'z in a Pod, you know what I'm sayin'? Somethin' like, you know, Max Julien and motherfuckin' Ron O'Neal, you know what I mean? I'm talkin' Super Fly and Goldie, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Yeah, though Get in where you fit in, nigga What's happenin'? [Verse 1: Jay Worthy] House smell like vanilla cream Egyptian cotton pillow sheets She woke up to that good dick, I had her fall right back asleep Velvet slipper house shoes feel cozy, it surround my feet Syrup on my pancakes for breakfast with my chai tea Turn on the TV, yeah, somethin' 'bout Spike Lee He Got Game, Mo' Better, or Do the Right Thing Wocky tastes better in tropical, it's a Sprite thing No, mama, no, mama, this ain't no iced tea Watching Ron O'Neal slap bitches, it only felt right Especially if her ass won't listen, don't make me take flight Jimmy, that's my brother forever, we had a late night Helicopter droppin' off birdies, wait, I said too much Why these rappers lie in they raps, but acting too tough? All white like all you would thought you seen was the Ku Klux Never scuffing none of my Jordans, you suckers poo-putts Larry gon' light up the Dutchy, I'm drinking straight mud [Verse 2: Larry June] I'm sittin' back sippin' this juice, I got the upper hand Wiping down the counters in my kitchen, thinkin' Benjamin Audiobook playin' (Playin') John Wick on the table Baby walked in with twenty G's, took her to Chanel (Sock it to me) Calculate a couple mil' (Man) Make sure it was vacuum sealed (Yeah) My income perpetual (Check it out), this platinum, not stainless steel (Uh) Hoppin' out the newest shit (Damn) Probably with my newest bitch (Yeah) I don't even rap, I spread knowledge, I got a lot to give (Uh) Touchdown, flight to Boston Countin' up, I'm exhausted Fell asleep in first class, vanilla cream in my coffee [Outro: Larry June] TFM LNDN DRGS Uh