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napa - curren$y lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah
line the garbage can up with them raps cause you trash
-ss shots
rhymes like that on the wrong block could get your -ss shot
i’m from the era, my big homie had the 8 ball letters
i had the polo golf sweater
long sleeves and shorts go together
argyle socks, kicks may vary
my selection too motherf-cking heavy
baby had the slip on vans she slipped into my chevy
outside when i arrived she was already ready
we riding ’round high, with fetti on our minds
her mind just like mine, we got dollar sign eyes
she want ride, i drew a map to the treasure
money beyond measure, put our hustle together
betray me never my hoes gon’ have to watch us ball forever
my new b-tch so bad my other ones want me to share her
9-11 porsche carrera floating like a ferry
out in napa valley drinking wine and smoking cherry
yeah
one time for my home boy berner
jet life, jet life
weed and instrumentals 3

- curreny lyrics

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