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al.divino & estee nack - curb candy, pt. 2 lyrics

[intro: al.divino]
sh+know i mean?
i need another one, man (ching)
i need anoth—, another bankroll, man
ayo (f+ck you thought?)

[verse 1: al.divino]
ayo, the boa buster, bernie madoff
cut the cake moss (ay!)
kiddin’ me? was orginal on some baseball (word?)
slang like it’s the worst series, came off (bling)
like your chain involved get busy
semi from kissimmee, hit ’em, he did the bernie dance (oh)
diddy bop, perc 30 mil (dough)
wins with friends, burnin’ in saran wrap, afghanistan gat in your grill (bing+bing)
[?] (bing!)
the plan was to get rich ratchet, advance how you rap, let alone rat on your mans (how?)
stab ’em in the same back, you said you had us like fam (huh?)
they think we got lucky ’cause the pokerface worked [?] (you ain’t know)
then the bag came
ayo, then another bag came [?] hustle for my last name
some got a gift, get you stuck like you missed the last train (f+ck)
this that— (aha), this that pain that make the champagne taste better (swoop)
.380 in the waist, it’s whatever, man (it’s whatever, man)
it’s whatever (you heard? doot+doot+doot+doot+doot+doot)
[interlude: estee nack]
yo, it’s whatever, son, ayo
oye (yeah!)

[verse 2: estee nack]
civil rights and block wars
pay the prices, we light sh+t up and spray devices (brrt)
take it there where n+ggas is layin’ lifeless, preciseness (snipers)
play the right strip, lightin’ piff, i display the niceness (smokin’)
f+ck around, i gave ’em a major crisis (woah!)
righteous, not religous (nah)
surpass any type of limits, n+ggas, infinite option livin’ (got it all, son!)
unforgivin’, real block submittin’ (aha)
rock you with or without boxin’ mittens (rock you)
rise a spliff in the air, warlock suggestin’ sorcerous
saran wrap, sauce is sorta from baghdad, baltimore oriole
fortune cookie, snap crack, blast, heard the coroner (woop)
walkin’ down a black corridor (i’m out)
survive battle+class, a warrior (bing+bing+bing+bing)
watch ’em hoppin’ out the choppa, victorious and glorious
glamour fist, hammerfish (aha)
audi colour was amethyst (skrrt)
multi+colour maserati, make m+n+scripts
beat your mans up and his b+tch (toma, toma)
callin’ n+ggas who usin’ wild adjectives [?] ticket
world is on my shoulders like it’s jiminy cricket (it’s mine)
but i ain’t tellin’ lies to gettin’ recognized, i’m makin’ sure the revolution get televised (watch it)
in the mean time schemin’ and sellin’ pints (aha)
don’t let your dreams die (no!)
too many drugs, my brain deep fried, n+gga
[outro]
i mean all them beats is hard (woah)

- al divino estee nack lyrics

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