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curren$y - real mug fuggin jets lyrics

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you know i got love for the west coast
yeah
yeah
n-gg-
cannon, cannon
cannon
some concerns b-tch
act like you know
uh
i’m still
sixteen switchin’
still back b-mper scr-ping
patty-caking, frame to the pavement
they been looking for me, i bene on mtv lately
chasing paper, macking to the latest
smoking out vapor, riders
laser red eyes, sun out where i’m driving
dropping my visor
with my bad b-tch, she a rider
weed in the grinder, mind on a million
patio on top of the building
owning this sh-t, not renting
that’s the sh-t that i’m spitting
i could pimp an alley-oop (?) i’m sitting
at the hornet’s game, and i’m eying them groupie b-tches
you dealing with some real mothf-cking gs
say i ain’t the best, we’ll mother f-cking see
(hold on mama)
jets in this b-tch, twist the mother f-cking trees



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