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[Verse 1: Curren$y] My bath tub lift up, my walls do a three-sixty Got them bitches wanting to fuck, got them haters tryna' fuck with me Yeah they so persistent with they ignorance Consistent with this shit, I get a little bit more meticulous Descriptive when I spit that shit Nigga we really live in this Jet It's not fictitious, ask your bitch cause she's been in it Impressed with how I'm dressed, and this ain't shit bae I'm just chilling I'm never stressed, never let 'em see me sweat Asking who designed my sweats, examine me like I'm a exhibit If I grew it how'd I do it, how much was it, where'd I get it It's sickening but I'm not tripping, love I know how to fix 'em Broke niggas keep whining so I cop more diamonds [Chorus: Curren$y] All my cars got leather and wood All my hoes is nine's and dimes All my clothes, they smell like good All my days, I'm gon' be high All my nights I'm looking for the best time I can find Sleeping when it's over, even though a Lifer will never die [Bridge: Curren$y] My bath tub lift up, my walls do a three-sixty [Verse 2: Juicy J] Juicy J pimp shit hard on a bitch Talk the draw's off a bitch Backstage at my show, got two or three hoes let 'em slob on my dick Take a look at my wrist, you can tell I'm paid Rich nigga shit, I bet your bitch give me head on stage Maybach outside, still getting head while I drive Nigga so high, if I fall off I'm sill gon' land in the sky Got lean in my cup, a room full of sluts, they all gon' fuck A girl named Holly, gone on the molly She gon' wake up with a mouth full of nuts Curren$y the Hot Spitta, Juicy J Double cup full of that UGK Bitch I shine like a U.V. ray And I get head like a new toupee Scared money don't make no money I make your ho open my door for me I copped the Phantom, all black I'm in the back with a snow bunny Ferrari faster than the roadrunner I bought that bitch with my show money Damn right nigga, I paid cash Yeah ho, I don't owe nothing I'm feeling like Superman, I'm smoking on Kryptonite I'm living that trippy life Damn right nigga, we don't miss a night [Chorus: Curren$y] All my cars got leather and wood All my hoes is nine's and dimes All my clothes, they smell like good All my days, I'm gon' be high All my nights I'm looking for the best time I can find Sleeping when it's over, even though a Lifer will never die [Bridge: Curren$y] My bath tub lift up, my walls do a three-sixty
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