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curreny - kingpin lyrics

[intro: currensy]
la la la la
jet, jet, jet la la la la

[verse 1: currensy]
yo, i make cocaine
b-tches gettin high from my music
i just left the studio
i swear i treat that b-tch just like a crack house
i put that work in pull them stacks out
now im ridin’ round in that ferrari
fifty racks in the jaridge back pack
i turn any situation into a party
but wait, i be makin’ cocaine
dealin’ money from this motherf-ckin rap thing
yo, i get back to the studio
i tell my b-tch bring an ounce and a pack of cones hoe long
i be writin’ cocaine
raps every dope b-tch wanna dope man
i just left the studio
b-tch want a g neck i come ride through
she put it on her life she in love with me
baby girl just in love what that d-ck do
her home girl said i was official
so now she comin’ for herself to see if its true
wait, i be writin cocaine
raps at the crib chillen watchin’ scarface (yeah)
got a b-tch rollin’ up
now im smokin’ while that b-tch be makin’ pizza rolls
og kush put you in the sleeper hold
if you a rookie then my doobies you don’t need to smoke
around here we was raised by the g-code
around here it aint said you already know
that i can make
audio dope man
originat-tor
of this audio dope game mayne

[outro: currensy]
i can make
la la la la la
i can make
la la la la la
audio dope mayne
i can make
your wife out my mother f-ckin.. oh
let me hear it

- curreny lyrics

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