Just Because
Latino Velvet Lyrics


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[Verse 1] (Mad One):
Its a Limousine full of smoke - smoking big baby
Going off the Hennessey and Coke - drinking big baby
She don't belong
Rollin' on chrome
International players on the microphone
Asi es, why no para
So calle de la muerca
why no mendidas nada
Me gusta como bailar
En es samias desmerada strailas

[Verse 2] (Jay Tee):
Ah, she gone up and she like goes to
But still I put it up like I'm posed to
I fuck with sqaws let you squares cleed'n get close to
I got that one that cheerleads for the Raiders
She love the way I walk my 3000$ alligators
My pimp Pat, the marvell Cane,
The pinky greens and the platinum chains
She said she always want to do it on the danceflo'
I took a shyders and gin and told her get up out your pants ho'

[Chorus]
[Verse 3] (Baby Beesh):
Now who said westcoast-rap was dead?
Squares never recognized they my birthday had
Couse I don't get jiggy
I don't holla Shorty
Grew up on Too $hort, Ice Cube and E-40
One live one luv
Goin' out for dub
Cutt'n up a little rug
Carshow, to the club
Westside gettin' hotter
Scarlight been scutter
Sellin' mo' rocks then off a cook damn butter

[Verse 4] (Frost):
Enough wid man
When you gon' see that
Man, couse I hustle when I always make G stacks
We sais, that I ain't stitchy with it
I spit the bally of the cuff, fill it up and let the homies hit it
Man, you can hit it if you want to
Hennessy and coke so got me actin' a fool
I'm on a 1-10, baby take a trip with me
I get you to the gus and you can strip for me

[Chorus]
[Verse 5] (Mr. G):
Hit the club
Telly shots of Tequila
With my mija
Shake her pocita
And her falquita
Lo que bonita
My taffest chica down with the clicka
Mira, mira baby!
I like your steelo
Mine just free'oh
Keep it on the teelo
When I hit it
You know I killed it
You know you paid for the chillin'
But you just won't admit it

[Verse 6] (Cisco):
I'm a 100%er
2 G's representer
Cold as the winter
From the moment I inner
I'm full throttle
Bright to die
that's my motto in the fast lane
Drinking champaign out the bottle
Thug style on the danceflo' pop my colla'
Bump and grind
With the fine little sexy mama
Tellin' me daily let's go home you know
Sup, I don't want to dance no mo'
I just want to fuck





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Just Because" by Latino Velvet feature six different verses from each of the members of the group. The song is interwoven with references to partying, drinking, smoking, and dancing. The opening verse, delivered by Mad One, sets the scene: a limousine filled with smoke and international players on the microphone, "rolling on chrome." Jay Tee's verse continues with a reference to a Raider cheerleader and his expensive alligator shoes. Baby Beesh's verse proudly claims his west coast roots and love for old school hip hop, while Frost's verse boasts about his hustle and success selling drugs. Mr. G's verse continues the theme of partying and alcohol, while Cisco's verse takes a more sexual turn, ending with his desire to go home and have sex rather than continue dancing.


The overall message of the song appears to be about living life for the moment and enjoying oneself, "just because." The repetition of the chorus, "just because we can, just because we do," reinforces this idea. However, there is also a sense of recklessness and disregard for consequences that underlies the lyrics. The references to drugs and alcohol, as well as Frost's pride in selling "rocks," are particularly concerning.


Line by Line Meaning

Its a Limousine full of smoke, smoking big baby
We're in a limousine that's completely filled with smoke. I'm smoking big and chillin', enjoying the ride.


Going off the Hennessey and Coke, drinking big baby
We're all drinking Hennessy mixed with coke, just livin' it up big time.


She don't belong, rollin' on chrome
The girl with us doesn't fit in with this lifestyle, but she's still riding with us, showing off her chrome car.


International players on the microphone
We are some smooth, international people who are killing it on the mic.


Asi es, why no para
That's how it is, we don't stop.


So calle de la muerca, why no mendidas nada
We're in a killer spot, but nobody's measuring up to us.


Me gusta como bailar, En es samias desmerada strailas
I love to dance, and I'm doing it in a striking outfit.


Ah, she gone up and she like goes to, but still I put it up like I'm posed to
My girl went up on me, but I'm still keeping it pimpin'


I fuck with sqaws let you squares cleed'n get close to
I like my girls, but I don't mess with anyone who isn't on my level.


I got that one that cheerleads for the Raiders, She love the way I walk my 3000$ alligators
I have a cheerleader who roots for the Raiders, and she digs the way I strut around in my pricey alligator shoes.


My pimp Pat, the marvell Cane, The pinky greens and the platinum chains
I'm rocking all the finest stuff, including blinged-out canes and platinum jewelry.


She said she always want to do it on the danceflo', I took a shyders and gin and told her get up out your pants ho'
My girl wants to get down right here on the dance floor. So I took a drink to get ready and told her to drop her pants.


Now who said westcoast-rap was dead?
Who said rap from the West Coast doesn't exist anymore?


Squares never recognized they my birthday had, Couse I don't get jiggy
Some people never realize when it's my birthday because I'm not flashy like that.


Grew up on Too $hort, Ice Cube and E-40
I grew up listening to some of the best of West Coast rap: Too $hort, Ice Cube, and E-40.


One live one luv, Goin' out for dub
We only have one life, so let's enjoy it. We're heading out for some weed.


Cutt'n up a little rug, Carshow, to the club
We're getting down on the dance floor, then heading on over to the club for some more fun.


Westside gettin' hotter, Scarlight been scutter
The West side is getting hotter and Scarlight is on the move.


Sellin' mo' rocks then off a cook damn butter
We're selling more drugs than any chef's butter could ever sell.


Enough wid man, When you gon' see that Man, couse I hustle when I always make G stacks
It's time to quit messing around, because I'm always making stacks of cash.


We sais, that I ain't stitchy with it, I spit the bally of the cuff, fill it up and let the homies hit it
People say that I don't have any skill when it comes to rapping, but I come up with lyrics on the fly and share it with my friends.


Man, you can hit it if you want to, Hennessy and coke so got me actin' a fool
Man, you can try to keep up with me if you want to because I'm drunk (because of the Hennessy and coke) and feeling wild.


I'm on a 1-10, baby take a trip with me, I get you to the gus and you can strip for me
I'm feeling so good that I'm on a scale of 1-10. Hop in the car with me and I'll take you to a private spot, where you can strip just for me.


Hit the club, Telly shots of Tequila, With my mija, Shake her pocita, And her falquita
We're going to the club, taking shots of tequila, and I'm with my girl. Her body is shaking and it's driving me crazy.


Lo que bonita, My taffest chica down with the clicka
She's so beautiful and she's riding with my crew.


Mira, mira baby! I like your steelo, Mine just free'oh, Keep it on the teelo
Hey, hey baby! I like your style. Mine's just carefree. Keep it cool and collected.


When I hit it, You know I killed it, You know you paid for the chillin', But you just won't admit it
When I'm with my girl, I always impress her in bed, and she knows it. But she still won't admit that she likes it.


I'm a 100%er, 2 G's representer, Cold as the winter, From the moment I inner
I always give everything I have, and represent the 2 G's crew. I'm as tough as they come, and that's just who I am.


I'm full throttle, Bright to die, that's my motto in the fast lane, Drinking champaign out the bottle
I'm going full speed ahead, and I live life with no regrets. I'm drinking champagne straight from the bottle.


Thug style on the danceflo' pop my colla', Bump and grind, With the fine little sexy mama
I'm dancing with thug style and popping my collar. I'm getting my grind on with a gorgeous woman on the dance floor.


Tellin' me daily let's go home you know, Sup, I don't want to dance no mo', I just want to fuck
My girl is ready to go home with me every day. And I'm happy to go home now. I'm no longer interested in dancing; all I want to do is have sex.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: GLENN MATTHEW ABBOTT, MATT FORD, WARRICK JOHN LEGGO

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