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Curren$y Take You There Lyrics

Last updated: 07/31/2012 06:43:22 AM

Uh, clearly I made it
All of this hatin’
Shows over, it’s a couple of bad ones waitin’
Tryna get chosen, flown to an exotic destination
Smokin’ on somethin’ that’s strong as my vivid imagination
All seems that wrong but love can make it
Out this world, whips my crib a Play Station
My life is a journey, my crib I’m vacatin’

White lies, big city
Big cars, yet unclean
So baby if you roll with me
I’ll show what’s supposed to be

Big stones, I’ll spot ya
Big chromes, I got ya
So baby let me take you there
Baby let me take you there

Yellow gold in my label, Coca Cole on my menu
Blew a pouch hole in that Stang
Love, what you think I came without it?
Never that, keep a pack of papers in my pocket
Applaud all my hot shit in them hoes mouths like gossip
Money owed, that’s Lugassi, down the clocker
Too late for gacters, this day it ain’t a rival
But we recognize Jean when he’s in the house yo
Ball stuff nigga this is what she ridin’ for
Leave her coolin’ in that 2-O Tahoe
The subwoof have thropin’ and my eye left way closed
So move around here baby, might see somebody famous
Maybe you’re getting changed but we won’t let it change us
Shed light this campaign can’t stop the rain
Have to put the top up on the Vanquish babe

White lies, big city
Big cars, yet unclean
So baby if you roll with me
I’ll show what’s supposed to be

Big stones, I’ll spot ya
Big chromes, I got ya
So baby let me take you there
Baby let me take you there

Slingin’ risks off my iPad, thinkin’ back when high times was a dime back
We was smokin’ good though it was all bad
Now ridin’ that burgundy with that town rack
If you ain’t heardin’ it, a nigga guessin’ it
You internet services ain’t workin’ too good at y’all pack
It’s all good, I’m hearin’ y’all lay past
Bring me up to speed for it and get to movin’ too fast
Back when I went over that Jag hard top coop
I just know that I was colder than each of these dudes that done it
I was just bein’ patient, pandle affectin’ my broody
Sittin’ in the Jacuzzi on that blueray Scarface nigga
Thinkin’ ‘bout music while pinnin’ my new miss
And my girl in the van in the middle of the quackanot magnets
Lost in the role of a doobie, sincerely yours truly
They can’t do now with me, they can’t do nothin’ to me

White lies, big city
Big cars, yet unclean
So baby if you roll with me
I’ll show what’s supposed to be

Big stones, I’ll spot ya
Big chromes, I got ya
So baby let me take you there
Baby let me take you there




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