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curreny young roddy - bales lyrics

smoking a hundred dollar joint
major presentation, n-gg-, power point
homes, hesitation never been a choice
early bird get the rolls royce
baby cakes duncan hines moist
’cause that money make her come anywhere i am
she not dumb anytime she hear my voice
like a money machine, luxury fiend
do anything, survive the cobra’s clutches
hopscotch hot coals on solid gold crutches, b-tch cold
ice man can’t touch it, half court raining buckets
star struck b-tches behaving like lightening hit ’em
holly hearts, i’m in the building, oh lord, ain’t tried to kill ’em
when they swung that 76 gl-ss house three wheeling
surveillance vans parked up the block tryna peep the dealings
like i don’t see them
i tell my b-tch to bring them a nice pitcher of ice tea since they thirsty
out right porch for the downfall of a boss
homie not me soon as one ends another one start, this is season six
we take the food plate and table cloths from a sip off rip, lock your sh-t

and i find myself blinded
one million dollar thoughts i’m just tryna make some money
turn my rainy day sunny
frank weiss style, my city i run it, skinny n-gg- turned chubby
for safety, my burner under my rug be
either hate me or love me, i’m purple label my luggage
i try my best to dodge trouble, you seen spitta, my brother
you catch us puffing in public
trill n-gg- one hundred better yet, one thousand
good guy will i make it out this jungle?
i’m just a n-gg- from the bricks with a b-tch who from london
big dog bill russel, from a bucket to a hummer
they say the good die young, i’ve seen the pretty turn ugly
they either shoot their stick at a b-tch that sure cut us
they heard me tell my stomach saw his momma cry a puddle
420 vision from a pitch, mad blurry

- curreny young roddy lyrics

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