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big racks - curren$y lyrics

[intro]
might as well speak on it
weed & instrumentals three

[verse]
i keep them big racks right on me, ferrari ponies
but that lamborghini for my homie, b*tch, that car not for me
he got h*lla hoes at this party, slash orgy
he said that they was asking for me, while i was touring
i pulled up at the spot two*thirty the mornin’
bad b*tches, clean diamonds, dirty sprite was pourin’
but i don’t lean, i’m in love with the green
money and weed, that’s all i need, that p*ssy come for free
that come with the game, so i don’t stress off gettin’ it
i keep doing my thing, and hoes be tryna gimme it
i hustle hard and they acknowledge, they admiring
i’m on them grown*man wheels, them n*ggas cars is childish
i’m frеsh, no stylist, smashed that b*tch on a jet
that’s that mile*high sh*t, this club is only for winnеrs
picked up the tab for the dinner, picked up a jag’ for the winter
they pay me racks just to enter, picked up a bag from the venue
light a new joint and continue
b*tch we gon’ order off menu, show you some place i been to
where they f*ck with me so tough
if you rolled up with me, they automatically feel you
you not familiar, they k!ll you, sh*t’ll get no realer
keep the big racks right on me, so do my homies
vvs’s on me, no cubic zerconies
facts only, you n*ggas all phoneys
yeah

- curreny lyrics

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