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strap - c notes lyrics

[chorus]
i been thumbing through them c-notes
jewelry cold, sub zero
shawty keep like three-four freak hoes
all my bars what the streets quote, oh

[verse 1]
filled up my trap, had to get it together
me and my n-ggas forever together
get to the money, i’m fly as a feather
i stack them racks up all the way to heaven
i put my trust up in my mac-11
nothing but some street n-ggas up in my section
f-ck it, some beef n-gga? we address it
digging the kid and they don’t need no shovel
digging the kid and they don’t need no shovel
digging the kid and they don’t need no shovel
digging the kid and they don’t need no shovel
imma come back on a whole ‘nother level
imma come back on a whole ‘nother level
digging the kid and they don’t need no shovel
that jewelry like a treasure

[bridge]
i take flight, yeah
up all night, yeah
i’m a shark in that water, great white, yeah
say f-ck the hype, yeah
they caught up in the hype
i made a million twice, yeah
i don’t need your advice

[chorus]
i been thumbing through them c-notes
jewelry cold, sub zero
shawty keep like three-four freak hoes
all my bars what the streets quote, oh
i been thumbing through them c-notes
jewelry cold, sub zero
shawty keep like three-four freak hoes
all my bars what the streets quote, oh

[verse 2]
hundred rounds in the drum so i’m well protected (brrr)
plus i’m straight up out the slums, so i’m well connected (and what?)
imma hit her when she come, then she getting neglected (pull up)
then i pull off in the mazi, drive it like it’s chevy
who want smoke? i get it popping
got the posse ready
and i’m shining so them paparazzi shining heavy
look at me lil daddy
i’m the one that walked on campbellton road, hair nappy
now the pack coming to me if i send the addy (aye)
pointers on me, boy my jewelry cold as cincinnati (hey)
know i got them haters furious, the coupe look nasty (skrttt)
f-ck the judge and f-ck jury just cause i’m a savage
drop a tape you got to hear it, all i drop is cl-ssics
n-gga fake, i see your period that’s why i’m laughing
i got like two-three lil b-tches dancing at the mansion
when i say i’m international boy i ain’t capping
what’s happening?

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