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curreny smoke dza - first light lyrics

[intro]
yeah
la musica de harry fraud

[verse 1: curren$y]
exit in the striker boat
clean as f-ck, eatin’ millions and sh-ttin’ soap
its in the ceilings, its in the walls, its in the floor
that’s old news, the real drugs is in the floor
gold shoes, david spokes on a 94
fleet wood, my weed and f-cking my bottom b-tch, how we sleep good
g’s spent on that motor work, monsters under these hoods
clique to thick for you to see through it, you know how we do it
way different from them, momma who let em in?
undesirables non-vibal, this is what them bosses flick them lighters to

[hook: curren$y]
yeah, yeah
this is harlem in new orleans
this is old school and dropped foreigns (right)
this that first smoke of the month
this that sh-t you always wanted (right)
i hope you suckas are ready for it
you know your b-tches waiting on it
this is harlem in new orleans
this is old school and drop foreign

[verse 2: smoke dza]
riiiiiight, f-ck the fame, give me the money and bud
n-gg- could walk through harlem and its nothin’ but love
a1 under these rap gods that’s f-ckin’ with us
they don’t even look cool, most of these n-gg-s are suss
you rockin’ with the innovators, imitated, never duplicated
if you don’t fill actin’, chances is you a hater
i can smell a motherf-cka that’s jealous, look at you
all in your feelings, you can’t help it
n-gg- look at the ground where real n-gg-s round
i can see through the fake love and fake pounds
i ain’t trippin’ i don’t kick it wit em
verses they can copy, as long as they got the ticket for it
dza

[hook]

- curreny smoke dza lyrics

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