Currensy - Contacts Lyrics

Meeting at the five families, bring a little jewelry trueThem niggas bring their hoes with em, well them maybe stand at meBaby that fool that you with dont compare to meWe in the same business but boys aint upon they businessIm a business man and Im on a couple businessesMichael on the business till my homie if you want itBut we all bosses and he got his own shitWe aint so strong you need a way belt to hit itI take that bitch mine like the hypnotistFuck our brings out she hit the molly and buy me shitHigh as fuck body to body bring around some other girlsI gotta tryin shit the shy shell, she came right out of itAfter we all came, I was counting againBeg at the money mountain bringin the platin, A way to get it all where Im tryin to stop itNo time for this bitches and they know thatDollar signs in my eyes the money contactsYou could catch a contact high bitch I buy them outLike the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride... Like the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride... You know how the game go, Ill be hide up upon the same moe, Trade moe AKA for me, go rush I still dont fuck with no lame moesMake change when I change flows, which hoes like I change clothesI got dough but I want more, same young and from the corner stone, Tryin to get it on the low, jet life to the next lifeThats the only thing Im living for, Money over bitches and thats the only thing nigga knowRolling on them 24s outfit miss forb, Gs but I aint stuntin for, please Im flier than the SV this... MAS... FG say no more, then hustlin got 200 racks in the floorWith a hundred more the one that no passed the... Though Im stackin, when it comes to racks I tell em pour it onAll I see is stylist, its only thing Im focused on, Only news can see me out of reach and upon to no returnLifeNo time for this bitches and they know thatDollar signs in my eyes the money contactsYou could catch a contact high bitch I buy them outLike the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride... Like the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride... Niggas strong like a hundred coop nigga on you is a zipperAsk around town we the nigga, the nigga niggaMotivated by money you know the streets be dummy, Met nobody gonna rum it, dont envy the permanent... Paper still rap from the mub, cause weve been dug it all, But we still spin on this cars, or we just crushing herLadies of the ladies she end up presence of greatnessFor pussy he got bitches we got usely one they chasinBread like white Jesus, I met that... It was palms a weed before your features, Barely is on my feet for the night that it was onFor the Gs and probably the own Ds and the... spinning GBy any means veins jeans, true look purposeGo links Turkish, we aint at the darkerBut this bench know how to twerk itAnd that thing with her tongue she could probably join the circusDies hands super swag cant bitches serve itNo time for this bitches and they know thatDollar signs in my eyes the money contactsYou could catch a contact high bitch I buy them outLike the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride... Like the weed hit the music this tight of jeans ride...
 

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