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lirik lagu space danco – curtis williams

[verse 1: curtis williams]
who them young n-ggas blowing loud in the dutch, all raw no swishers
i’m just trying to make a lot of money bring it home split it up with my n-ggas
been told you box logos no v-necks keep it g till a young n-gga finished
know these boys see your n-gga winning they don’t wanna see this young n-gga with it
got a check and put them crosses on my denim
bedroom like jimmy’s i be swimming in the woman
brand new bape and i wore it for the b-tches
went and made a lot b-tch i’m still trying to get it
said i wanted a m, ask label what i got
roll it and i smoke it if i want it then i cop
guess that’s how you living when you start living
the way a n-gga stunting hurt a n-gga’s feelings

[verse 2: danny seth]
i ain’t drop a verse unless i’m finna get paid or i’m f-cking with my brothers
(on the real)
then i told my brother curtis imma have the beat wrapped up like a cover
f-ck you chatting bout if it ain’t me
this is danny seth, i ain’t danny glover (danny seth motherf-cker)
and the clothes i’m rocking so f-cking rare just to find them man think you need a comp-ss
my hand up in your girl like she’s a puppet
and i’m repping london city like a motherf-cking crumpet
always blowing on the loud so man i’m feeling like a trumpet
and if you hear the -skrr skrr- then that means i’m f-cking coming
i ain’t f-ck with police cause i’m never ever cuffing
put the d-ck inside her mouth it touch her tummy
nike boy the way i f-cking run it
two-9 thats my family like cousins

[bridge]
so much bape on me like a dark skin nigo
pockets on fat jeans looking like casino
all my real n-ggas keep a gun by the peep hole
don’t point a gun at my people
if you got a problem we can solve it calculator
my n-ggas keep machine guns careless no slater
i’m going hard for my paper
if you intervene in between see you later

[verse 3: j.i.d]
my plug got the 9 with a beam in the drum
my n-gga could see the beam on the sun
b-tch i had a dream and i wrote in my blunt
woke up and got to the money like where the f-ck is the money
say my name i appear like that tall black n-gga with bees
couple reds and blues, like jigga with bey
nah n-gga i see shots delivered at me
i chill, i sick, k!ll
i dog so i sit

[bridge]
so much bape on me like a dark skin nigo
pockets on fat jeans looking like casino
all my real n-ggas keep a gun by the peep hole (gun by the peep hole)

[verse 4:lightskinmac11]
it’s the light skin mac-11
i was dead broke with no daddy present
had me feeling like pac with that smith and wesson
can’t a n-gga tell me nothing bout no f-cking pressure
now i’m looking like biggie in his black jeep
codeine got me moving at a slow speed
pull up to my shows name in the marquee
i’m in the back seat counting up currency
and my last b-tch is white she don’t f-ck with me
i’m a giant on the building know you f-cking see
master mind got me feeling like mawasaki
ruff-ryder do a wheelie on the kawasaki

- curtis williams

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