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samuel shabazz & daemoney - off the curb lyrics

[verse 1: daemoney]
i jumped in my mode, i ain’t been in the move
[?] turn them to [?]
two [?] i’ll buy your jewelry
n+ggas they crazy, they cuffing and grooving
it’d be bronks tale, if my life was a movie
forgot the ho name, but i like how she blew me
shoot 28, [?] like [?]
give me [?] i’m telling [?]
can’t forget where i came, used to hustle in hooptys
sold my whip, told bro come scoop me
moving too fast, got tired of the losing
b+tch, look at me now, you like how i do it
you shattered my heart, thought i wouldn’t lose it
i think [?] throwing money [?]
right now i’m in the [?], just cruising
got hoes at the vеnue, [?] the shooters
thеy post all they moves, got caught on computers
man, i know you lil n+ggas stupid
all the sh+t you wanna do, i do it
i’m [?] this sh+t, i ain’t really gotta prove it

[verse 2: samuel shabazz]
lil b+tch make me proud, she [?]
n+ggas know they can’t touch me, no cooties
n+ggas can’t f+ck with me, even with a coochie
[?] in the gang, [?]
[?] bigshot, n+gga [?]
[?]
[?] b+tch treat me like a pit stop
i pull up [?] get a n+gga [?]
n+ggas [?] tryna get out the field [?]
[?] pop
ad it up [?]
[?] geeked up, i don’t know n0body
still on go now, i ain’t making no stops
f+ck around, get [?] i’m a robot
[?] get a n+gga pressed, this a [?]
treat it like [?] now
bring it to the doorstep, get a n+gga [?]
that n+gga ring my bell like [?]
f+ck [?]
you ain’t never seen a n+gga [?]
[chorus: samuel shabazz]
these n+ggas ain’t heard of some
these n+ggas got nerve or some
these boys [?]
give a f+ck if you first or some
came off the curb
[?] came off the curb
[?] came off the curb

[verse 3: babyfxce e]
young n+ggas just tryna swerve or some
now a days, they ain’t tryna learn from nothing
tryna book me, better come with good price, lil n+gga, ’cause i’ve been curving money
i don’t even talk sometimes, when i f+ck, it’s like i turn into ferb or something
[?] man, that’s all i blow
you n+ggas probably smoking on sherb or something
[?] smoking on tirks or something
that’s too much, i don’t get in that bag
she wanna know how many b+tches i had
she took my [?] ain’t getting it back
even [?] still in the trap
we found a rat, he was still in the trap
i got them n+ggas that get on your ass
his 30 [?] switching [?]
chrome hearted rick, and i mix and match
[?] my cup, i got [?]
jumped off [?] that b+tch [?]
he like b+tches more than getting a bag
[chorus: samuel shabazz]
these n+ggas ain’t heard of some
these n+ggas got nerve or some
these boys [?]
give a f+ck if you first or some
came off the curb
[?] came off the curb
[?] came off the curb

- samuel shabazz daemoney lyrics

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