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curreny - coolie in the cut lyrics

[verse 1: curren$y]
uh, i got my california green and my new york b-tch
my new car clean, you should see that bit
jet life do they thing, every boss get rich
bringing ounces, only personal’s get lit
been doing this, ever since i touched my first scent
i was h-lla bent on touching that wealth, b-tch
now i’m toasting to my health, making them n-gg-s sick
by myself, top shelf, where the best sit, uh
gucci gloves on my fingers
pointing to the man and i see him in the mirror
high -ss, money making, wrist taking
n-gg-s hating, chevy skating, fresh from the weed now
ready for that wake n’ bake

[hook x2: trademark da skydiver]
i be coolie in the cut, twisting up, high as f-ck
mind racing behind this paper, mane’ i still ain’t had enough
fool it’s a must, that i get mine before i lay dead in the dust
rolling joints up by the ounce, try not to smoke it all at once
cause i be

[verse 2: trademark da skydiver]
all i got in this world, is my b-lls and my word
a few pounds of the herb, four dimes and six birds
in that zammy i swerve, out in new orleans i’m boss
my eastside n-gg-s say word, getting it like the first and the third
now when it come to my pockets, it’s a must i see profit
mingo bonds i’m the man, smoking grams, counting grands
nice kicks, i’m the sh-t, stupid b-tch get off of my d-ck
you n-gg-s nosy like chicks, air hustling all in my mix
catch me riding ’round with my tops down
smoking on that kill, you know my weed loud
mingle baby, real n-gg-, you can’t keep down
i’m too high, eyes low, you know i’m cheifed out

[hook]

- curreny lyrics

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