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ypbsound - ballin' like curry (lv record) lyrics

-high pitched kid-:

(cash money baby)

all my n-ggas, ballin’ like curry
yeah b-tch, mix that b-tch like a mcflurry
d-mn my chains, i see i’m lookin’ furry. (aye)
(uhuh)
your bish she is she perdy (perdy)
n-gga, hurry (d-mn)
i promise you i’ll pop you like i’m curry (d-mn x2)
yeah, boy your dime is blurry (d-mn)
yeah
sippin’ on that dirty (d-mn)
put out that thirty
d-mn
make your -ss f-ckin’ hurry (talkin’)
no your -ss ain’t f-ckin talkin, pour out the
grra grra grra at ya gla (gla) (talkin’)
(d-mn) pull out that rocket, make yo’ -ss fly
like bye heh heh

-deeper voiced kid-:

so gone, boy i’m not even walkin’
and we could fight, cuz i’m not about that talkin
one punch now i gotcho -ss fallin
money longs as f-ck, b-tch i’m always ballin’
fine -ss b-tches boy they always f-ckin callin’
yeah
b-tch you needa stop it
b-tch you needa stop it yeah

yeah

erbin text with ya, thats where i stay
look at my shoes, cause they all rockin’ chains
don’t get too comfortable, i’ll shoot ya in ya brain
so much ice, like i hid a ligga on some trains
you call that money boy i call that pocket change
ak40, uzie same thang (yeah)
they both go bang, shoot ya in ya brain
in arrari with yo b-tch god d-mn
god d-mn
swervin out the private plane

- ypbsound lyrics

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