Curren$y & Young Roddy - Walkie Talkies lyrics

rate me

So much of this shit

Colder than an airport, music hustling …, the

Man I’m just try to cut my man …

Right in this hands to get my support

But over rain … going to dinner

Smelling like a ..they killer her

Open the window, the suckers …it’s too…

…for mores in one minute …

…I’mma stop….

…open that it’s something rare …

The niggas got blood…on a dollar bill…

But they don’t care …late in night…but now…

…I’m coming from a …

My God I’m tired I’ll be going from my …

…they want me ….behind walls

Mama got another ….

…tell nobody…

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Nobody got…’til they start ….

I stay for …with some battle shit

I never tell …

I’m more sosa…this life …

…you can never..my ..man

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..in a new city nigga…