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curren$y & fiend - rims and tires lyrics

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[chorus: fiend]
there go, there go them boys in the trap again
in six+figure cars on rims and tires
and every woman say she needs me
ain’t got no job, but my job ain’t easy
there go, there go them boys in the trap again
in six+figure cars on rims and tires
and every woman say she needs me
ain’t got no job, but my job ain’t easy

[verse: curren$y]
my tires thin as a belt, give a f+ck how you felt
neither did she, she ride wit’ me, you by yourself
check on the homie, i think he might need some help
simpin’ detrimental to your mental health
when we met we made caramel and chocolate melt
i broke her heart, haven’t called her yet, i know she so upset
i couldn’t buy one car, i bout the whole set
i got all three colorways, ‘96 double+s (impala double+s)
i’m dope, you must confess, b+tch, keep it real wit’ yo self
you know who was the best, won’t find this sh+t nowhere else
i pulled up sumthin’ fresh for a dyno test
seen my ‘vette, nascar admitted that they impressed

[chorus: fiend]
there go, there go them boys in the trap again
in six+figure cars on rims and tires
and every woman say she needs me
ain’t got no job, but my job ain’t easy
there go, there go them boys in the trap again
in six+figure cars on rims and tires
and every woman say she needs me
ain’t got no job, but my job ain’t easy



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