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jazzy bitch - curren$y & mack maine lyrics

[intro: mack maine]
man, where the g’d up hoes at, homie?

[verse 1:curren$y]
all them hoes say curren$y the sh*t
raised as a dog, never gave a f*ck about a b*tch
stingy with my money, never could be labelled as a trick
got some stallions in my stable, all i gotta do is pick
which one of ’em i’ma bring up to the crib
first i’m stoppin’ at mcdonald’s, get that hoe a number six
and if shorty still hungry, she can eat a n*gga d*ck
and if she still h*rny, she can f*ck my whole clique
like that hoe tess that i met in key west
f*cked me and my dog after she popped half the x
asked for the other half, [?] magnolia slim on that hoe
ooh, b*tch, [?]
[chorus: c.t]
hot spitta got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
ct got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
mack maine got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
hoe, we lookin’ for the b*tches with the big ole ass
hot spitta got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
ct got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
mack maine got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
hoe, we lookin’ for the b*tches with the big ole ass

[verse 2: c.t]
got a b*tch i met after katrina
she give me [?] and ten stacks from fema
i took her [?]
where she at, where she at? man, i still ain’t seen her
i’m a low down n*gga, and it ain’t no secret
if she ain’t got no ass or no cash, you can keep it
if she ain’t got no cash with the ass, [?]
we can f*ck [?], but we can’t get in no [?] sh*t
and that’s real, n*gga, talk this g sh*t
the ass got a ocean motion, makin’ me seasick
i’m tweakin’ [?] get behind her, ’cause i’m so nasty
[?] mutt with a big b*tt, you gotta be jazzy

[chorus: c.t]
hot spitta got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
ct got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
mack maine got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
hoe, we lookin’ for the b*tches with the big ole ass
hot spitta got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
ct got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
mack maine got a gangsta jazzy b*tch
hoe, we lookin’ for the b*tches with the big ole ass
[verse 3: mack maine]
oh well they call me mack maine, b*tch, i’m from hollygrove
and i [?] with nose
i’m kickin’ on these hoes, them dog*ass hoes
i’m kickin’ it, kickin’ it
first up is my cali’ b*tch, she say i’m h*lla hyphy
she got a mysp*ce page, and she always like me
i’m from new orleans, so i met her up in dreams
she sucked a n*gga d*ck for some true religion jeans
she know i like ménages [?]
so she dumped her old man, and went and got a girlfriend
they always in key west, they both jazzy for real
with my face on they shirt, [and i ain’t leavin’ my bed]

[outro: mack maine]
rest in peace yella boy, ya heard me
we out

- curreny mack maine lyrics

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