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curreny - airplane lyrics

[talking:]
shoutout to fam-lay
ughhhhhh

[hook:]
when you think of boss n-gg-s think of me
cause if there’s a stressin ain’t no question at his side (spitta)
altough i conceal my ident-ty
beneath the louie v. scarf, n-gg-s only see my eyes
they know that n-gg- stuntin
he be gettin money
they know that n-gg- ballin
the hoes he all f-ckin
they know that n-gg- famous
they know that n-gg- blingin
and they know the n-gg-s i be with is too dangerous (fly society)
ughhhh

[verse 1:]
n-gg- skip all the bull sh-t
red and black jordan number 1’s, i’m on my bulls sh-t
hustle like grocery carts, you push it
n-gg- spend good money on it if it’s good sh-t
i’m on the set with young roddy on this hood sh-t
chillin like a villain, hope the popo don’t ruin it
chicks dig what i spit, tell me to keep doin it
chicks whipped by the d-ck, want me to keep doin it
can’t get what i get, i cop kicks numerous
limited editions, spitta shop for exclusiveness
f-ck f-ckin with f-ck boys and they f-ckin foolishness
got ya homies watchin ya back like a big booty b-tch
cause ya can’t maneuver the mat without losin it
jack boys screamin on ya, makin ya move ya sh-t
i might see two, but they don’t reach in my cooler slick
try to catch a cold, ya catch an uzi clip
yeaaaaaa

[hook:]
when you think of boss n-gg-s think of me
cause if there’s a stressin ain’t no question at his side (spitta)
altough i conceal my ident-ty
beneath the louie v. scarf, n-gg-s only see my eyes
they know that n-gg- stuntin
he be gettin money
they know that n-gg- ballin
the hoes he off f-ckin
they know that n-gg- famous
they know that n-gg- blingin
and they know the n-gg-s i be with is too dangerous
ughhhh

there go the airplane… schwooosh…
there go the airplane… schwooosh…
there go the airplane… schwooosh…
there go the airplane… schwooosh…
there go the airplane… schwooosh…
there go the airplane… schwooosh…
there go the airplane… schwooosh…
spitter spitta
ughhhh

[verse 2:]
the band on my watch is ceramic
bezzle got the same rocks that dropped the t-tanic
people talk about him, word of mouth is gigantic
rappers gettin worried, they just startin to panic
hope ya didn’t blow ya advance, you better manage
the few cents you got left, cause that’s ya last chips
hot spitta no longer next, i am the present
ya girl ask santa for me, cause i’m her present
telescope on the balcony, watching the planets
telephone ringin, i’m too high to answer it
tell my homie bring me a pack of them ziz zags’
gonna be a high time like the f-ckin magazine
if ya song wack, i’ll heal the cut, i’m bandaged
cluckers say one time, and the dope boys vanished
like the joint i’m smokin right now, after the last hit
i’m toasted like a quiznos sandwich
spitta

[hook:]
when you think of boss n-gg-s think of me
cause if there’s a stressin ain’t no question at his side (spitta)
altough i conceal my ident-ty
beneath the louie v. scarf, n-gg-s only see my eyes
they know that n-gg- stuntin
he be gettin money
they know that n-gg- ballin
the hoes he off f-ckin
they know that n-gg- famous
they know that n-gg- blingin
and they know the n-gg-s i be with is too dangerous
ughhhh

- curreny lyrics

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