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cuban sandwich and garrett goodman - curious george lyrics

[intro: cuban & goodman]

“ayo so do you really think madison ate brad’s sh-t?”
“i don’t know man. it’s possible, but i can’t really trust my sources nowadays.”
“i really think it happened”

[verse 1: garrett goodman]

all my brodies gotta’ eat
snaggin’ the money from last feat
only first track, they got it repeated, was coming for the name but then they heard the bars and retreated
we got a lot in store, be hearin 1 of 3 like adidas
distorted on floor 555, hear my name more from the floor to the skies when i rise
on 10, stand 10 never tied
put the scholarship money towards the benz
never lied if said that i buy fye
terror time, i’ll be a denizen ‘till the dweller die
like a h-llen keller, you cannot see through a better eye
till i’m a better guy, i hold a beretta in the dead of the night
like a k9, shook, they bet i bite
and whoever said i right my wrongs
i been on the move, keep no socks in drawers
just locked indoors, stocked with wh0r-s
been c-ck blocked no more
i shock tops like i stalk the block
i knock talkin jocks off the dock
i plot pot like i push crack rock
took a hint, start to think they wanna challenge
but they be repeating my words like copying parrots
move quicker than the hair or the bunny, y’all just some carrots
keep a thought like maverick ‘thout wondering like i’m alice
comforting for an addict, it’s practically automatic
b-tches acting erotic for sake of causing some traffic
or maybe causin’ distraction
i’m laughin with all my cousins, we plotting if it could happen
i see the fakes always dappin’ to make ‘em noise like i’m clappin’
2-8-3 catch us trappin’ or cappin’
we keep a couple on laps if a p-ssy scr-ppin’
you may be big tom hanks but for this boat i’m now the captain

[verse 2: cuban sandwich]

“aye free jared from subway ya herd”
“sign the pet-tion”

i’m a 3 gram nug, you’re just a lil’ stem
i make trans dudes wishing they had a p-ssy again
break into your house, “oh sh-t they robbin’ us”
take ya weed, rob you of your smoke like i’m doctor trust
don’t bother us, got 15 in the clip like i’m phosphorus
b-tches buying bud for ‘bout a cent, that’s preposterous
eatin’ skirt steak, lookin down at my metropolis
she staring at my kids like “sweetie you need to swallow this”
my swag is so harmonious
voice so pretty it causes the world armistice
call her -ss “lot b”, baby “lot a” is full
sorry i guess my only option is to park in it
rep r-t-rded kids like spider-man, we marvelous
cut ya head off, i’m a zombie, now we harvesting carc-sses
sick kid, gotta’ bury me and medication like a pharmacist
spillin’ on you like a f-ckin waiter with parkinson’s
that’s how we roll
i’m just tryna get some bread like a motha’ f-ckin’ seagull
when ya names cuban sandwich, it’s really hard to be humble when you know your future’s bigger than your motha’ f-ckin’ ego
they thought i was autumn they just wanting me to leave
but i’m staying and smokin’ trees like brad be eating cheeks, yeah
feeling blessed like i godd-mn sneezed
your picket sign fell like a movie about bees
i got my fans mind f-cked like i put it in her eardrum
i f-ck the special b-tches ‘cause i’m down with the syndrome
and i’m runnin’ this b-tch, i’m kamara and i’m ingram
and you say you got the money, you talk louder than your income
b-tch!

- cuban sandwich and garrett goodman lyrics

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