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currensy – money drugs bitches liquor lyrics

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[verse 1: currency]
these n-gg-s are not like me
i been playin bapes since n-gg-s thought they was
bootleg nikes
this hoe put my name in a lot of bullsh-t, tryin to
spite me
guess she upset, cause she know i gotta wifey
million dollar n-gg-s still pushin dodge magnums
it holds 10 bodies, dependin on how ya stack em
young boy never been attracted to madness
i’m inside watchin re-runs on “what’s happenin”
lu been stackin, boy been concert since wayne had my
silver g wagon
hot spitta got a flow so proper
all these girls watchin me like soap operas

[chorus: lil wayne]
money, drugs, b-tches, liquor
money, drugs, b-tches, liquor
money, drugs, b-tches, liquor
let’s have ourselves a party!

[verse 2: currency]
ye
and ya know i’m not playin man
you want a concert, well ya gotta pay the man
look at my shirts and socks, call it the gator man
my cross over good, that’s how i shake dem haters man
ye
i got girls all over
tell me what cha like and i’ll call em over
i’m a high roller
and i ain’t got no dogs in my yard, but i own a couple
rovers
and you know how i get down there
call before ya come, don’t pop around here
because it ain’t be tellin who be found here
either cookin cocoa cheese griss around here

[chorus: lil wayne]
money, drugs, b-tches, liquor
money, drugs, b-tches, liquor
money, drugs, b-tches, liquor
let’s have ourselves a party!

[verse 3: lil wayne]
ballin with shawty, she all over me
um me how could a b-tch say no to me
and i don’t f-ck with them n-gg-s
i want money, drugs, b-tches, liquor

[verse 4: currency]
you know when i first got my deal, i got two porsches
and a hundred pairs of all white air forces
never seen me with a b-tch that ain’t gorgeous
the boy flow hotter than papa pan’s porridge
pull out the garage in a lotus
no it ain’t the newest model out but it’s hard to
notice
i got more ice than a super-sized drink
and i know i’m the sh-t, i don’t care what you think
you n-gg-s ain’t livin by the gun
i have you in a hospital bed being visited by nuns
y’all p-ssy and i smell it
make me stretch cheese on your head like a interval
helmet

[chorus: lil wayne]
money, drugs, b-tches, liquor
money, drugs, b-tches, liquor
money, drugs, b-tches, liquor
let’s have ourselves a party!



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