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curren$y - curbside lyrics

[intro]
uh
cookin soul

[verse]
turbo saab
they thought it was money mitch b+tch, no it’s not
ain’t runnin’, flip the script, paint soda pop
broke their broad, tan top, gold bbs’s is like some old guy on socks
fresh as f+ck, steppin’ out, jammin’ still potent
word to my pops, hit me to music
in so many styles
sh+t smokin’ like a ashtray full of blackened mouths
rollin’ up our beat down stairs in the wild
i’ma boast, i’m not on the clock
you can tell by my watch
this a day+date, a datejust just ain’t the same
i buy those every night and i end up givin’ them away
them n+ggas ain’t doin’ sh+t, they just in the way
creatin’ some sp+ce, remindin’ your place
circle smaller, stack taller
stay honest, we’ll all be ballin’, i promise
[outro]
don’t drive over 10 miles an hour in the theatre area for your safety’s sake
we hope you have a wonderful time, come back soon!

- curreny lyrics

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