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curreny - three 60 lyrics

[verse 1: currensy]
my bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
got them b-tches wana f-ck
got them haters tryna f-ck with me
yeah, they so persistent with their ignorance
consistent with this sh-t i get a little bit more meticulous
descriptive when i spit that sh-t, n-gg-, we really live it
this jet is not fict-tious
ask your b-tch ‘cause she’s been in it
impressed, way high, i’m dressed
and this ain’t sh-t, b, i’m just chillin’
i’m never stressed, never let ‘em see me sweat
askin’ who designed my sweats
examine me like i’m an exhibit
if i grew it, how’d i do it?
how much was it, where’d i get it?
it’s sickening but i’m not trippin’, love, i know how to fix ‘em
broke n-gg-s keep whinin’ so i cop more diamonds

[bridge: currensy]
all my cars got leather and wood
all my hoes is nines and dimes
all my clothes they smell like good
all my days i’m gon’ be high
all my nights i’m lookin’ for the best time i can find
sleepin’ when it’s all over even though a life’ll never die
all my cars got leather and wood
all my hoes is nines and dimes
all my clothes they smell like good
all my days i’m gon’ be high
all my nights i’m lookin’ for the best time i can find
sleep when it’s all over even though a life’ll never die

[hook]
my bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
my bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
my bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
my bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
my bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
my bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
my bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
my bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360

[verse 2: juicy j]
juicy j pimp sh-t hard on a b-tch
took the drawers off a b-tch
backstage at the show, go two or three hoes
let ‘em slob on my d-ck
take a look at my wrist
you can tell i’m paid
rich n-gg- sh-t, i bet your b-tch’ll give me head on stage
maybach outside – still get head while i drive
n-gg- so high, if i fall off, i’m still gon’ land in the sky
got lean in my cup, a room full of sl-ts, they all gon’ f-ck
a girl named holly, gone off that molly
she gon’ wake up with a mouth full of nuts
curren$y hot spitta and juicy j
double-cup full of that ugk
b-tch i shine like a uv ray
and i get head like a new toupee
scared money don’t make no money
i’ll make your hoe open my door for me
i copped a phantom, all black
i’m in the back with a snow bunny
ferrari faster than the roadrunner
i bought that b-tch with my show money
d-mn right, n-gg-, i pay cash
yeah, hoe, i don’t owe nothin’
i’m feelin’ like superman
i’m smokin’ on kryptonite
i’m livin’ that trippy life
d-mn right, n-gg-, we don’t miss a night

[bridge]

[hook]

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