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curtis dro - saucey lyrics

[intro]
yeah
you know
stack it up, stack it, b+tch
dr. love, stitch me up
nice shot, chance
let’s go

[chorus]
i stack it up, stack it up
yeah, stack it, b+tch
trappin’ dro, sn+tch your hoe
yup, that’s accurate
we keep it lowkey but still extravagant
we planned this from the jump, it wasn’t no accident

[verse 1]
woah
i’m coppin’ sushi like they saltines
a buck+fifty just on appetizers
i remember flippin’ zips and tall tee’s
now, i’m coppin’ flights with frequent flyer mileage
trappin’ out my mama bas+m+nt, i was not complacent
had to upgrade, george washington could use a facelift
i’m thinkin’ ben franklin, b+tch, i’ve been frank
mogul in the makin’, crib stankin’, the kush been dank
bagged my banker, and she doubled up my tax return
just to thank her, threw her back half of the cash to burn
now, a n+gga writin’ off baggies and digi+ scales
trappin’ dro, stackin’ dough, sn+tch your hoe
in that order

[verse 2]
might be from the same cloth but the texture different
can’t settle ‘til them checks come with the extra digits
i’ll admit, things get bumpy on the road to riches
but god gave you what you can handle, so gon’ and grip it
fast livin’, baby, gon’ and fasten up
if things seem in control, then you ain’t goin’ fast enough
might hit fashion week and pull a fashionista
she fascinated by the swag and all the lavish features
not to brag, but i ain’t come off no cash to keep her
i done cracked the code, young casanova
if that’s good herb you burnin’, gon’ and pass it over
stayin’ papered up until my casket lowered
woah

- curtis dro lyrics

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