Pure Comedy lyrics

by

Kasher Quon


[Intro]
(Primo, turn this sh*t up)
(Primo Beats on the track)
Kasher Quon
Let's go
Alright, alright, alright

[Verse 1]
Paid four hundred for a zip of exotic bud
I be lookin' out too much, I'm done showin' love
This n*gga pulled up with all shake, I thought it was all buds
Everybody in your clique broke, I knew y'all was (Poor)
n*ggas ain't get no pape' for real
I told that b*tch I'm tryna f*ck, don't go on dates for real
[?] been at the stu' two hours ago, I'm late as hell
n*ggas just pure comedy, Dave Chappelle

[Chorus]
I wake up in the mornin', grab my Glock, then I'm out the door
I think I just ran into an opp, I'm finna up the score
They say Kasher hair always nappy, you don't pick your fro?
I told her I was payin' for the pus*y, I done tricked that ho
b*tch, you can't get a dollar
If it ain't about no money, I ain't tryna holler
A crackhead keep askin' me for money, I ain't got a dollar
I ride around with an AR, I ain't got a choppa
[Verse 2]
I'm finna get one soon
Supposed to been at the stu' at ten, it's noon (Damn)
I'm always poppin' up late
I was on the freeway in a SRT8
Was doin' a whole f*ckin' dash (Two hundred)
Car just merged into me, I crashed

[Chorus]
I wake up in the mornin', grab my Glock, then I'm out the door
I think I just ran into an opp, I'm finna up the score
They say Kasher hair always nappy, you don't pick your fro?
I told her I was payin' for the pus*y, I done tricked that ho
b*tch, you can't get a dollar
If it ain't about no money, I ain't tryna holler
A crackhead keep askin' me for money, I ain't got a dollar
I ride around with an AR, I ain't got a choppa
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