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Curren$y
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Daze Of Thunder
Im in that '77 glass house, cali green'n rims wit da nice lips, angelina's jolie roll me another sticky steamer got dem bitches pressed, like i brung em to da cleaners Fool don't lie, you aint neva seen him in person you just heard about dem tracks he be murkin bout dem hoes i be workin, light 1 up fa da pimp got a yellow bone bitch, rollin weed servin grits ya know, curly head amanda, aint she from Atlanta condo on peach street roomate named Pamela in love wit ha body 'girl, dont sweat dem lil love handles' thats where i put my hands at when i stand you up to ram you ask yo bff about what happen when she passed thru barefoot by da castle, mind unraveled, say da smoke was amazin and da bedlife,magical fuck yo homegirl good n let dat news get back to you now its like you have to too, curiosity, brung dat pussy cat 2 da house wit me and i killed it suckas hate da jet life cuz dey not allowed to live it, Fool i'm dead serial, killa fuckin serious nigga dis is personal, you can't get no whiff of dis i rolled dis shit myself n ima smoke it til da end of it i burn it half way down n put a clip behind ma ear ya bitch either way a square aint sayin he got high wit me today frito lay chip motocycles coppers tryna see wat exit i take off da interstate so dey cud follow 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 but i ain't trippin, i got it like money in my pocket n da clip next to my license dat confim dat i'm a pilot i'm stumblin across da red carpet, laughin spillin bottles you stuck in yo hotel suite, waitin on yo stylist you can't get dressed without him, you got no inner fly-dom showed up like where da hoes at, Fool dey all at my room Ad-mirin da ass, imma smoke ta dat before i tell you ta get in the bed and arch ya back smooth rap, syrup chill, musical cognac,audio dope,surround sound crack, all dat da sun roof top in a diamond, so not on a cadillac, cuz i'm a chevy driver i been all over da map, my home at da bottom, winner hot like summer, big chrome skinny rubber, rust bucket i spent $1500 on dat muh fucka, anotha 30 racks restoring dat muh fucka 40 say you got a bad bitch, betta tuck her, like Chris bae luv bumpin mac dre on her way to get some paper haters iz mad we get high n get rich, aint slowin down fa nothin George kush da button like 'wat do dis do, fuck it, here goes nothin' ya man's iz somethin, else, class by himself, high off radar stealth fa da love of da JETS, til its nothin left, you aint got no gas, go ova dere and scifen some of theirs game cold frigid air though its fair, no choice for us to play, so you might as well win mane they say it aint errthang but dats that loser talk so ask dem mane
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