CURREN$Y - Coolie in the Cut lyrics

rate me

(feat. Trademark)

Uh, I got my California green in my New York bitch,

my new car clean, you should see that bitch,

jet life do their thing, every boss get rich,

bring it ounces, all the person who's get lit,

been doing this, ever since I touch my first scene,

I was hell of been, I don't touch it that well bitch,

now I'm tasing to myself, making them nigga seat,

bout myself cup shelf, where the best seat uh,

Gucci gloves on my fingers,

pointing to the man and I see'em in the mirror,

I ask money, making wrist, taking niggas, hating shavies,

skating fresh from the weed nap, ready for that waking baking.

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I'll be coolie in the cup, twisting up, high as f*ck,

mind racing behind this paper man I still ain't had enough

fool it's a must, that I give mine, before I lay dead in the dust,

pour the drink, try not to smoke it all at once.

'cause I'll be coolie in the cup, twisting up, high as f*ck,

mind racing behind this paper man I still ain't had enough

fool it's a must, that I give mine, before I lay dead in the dust,

pour the drink, try not to smoke it all at once.

All I got in this world is my balls and my word

a few pounds at the earth, four dimes and six burbs,

and that sammy I swerve, I didn't new wallin' I'm boss,

my east side nigga say word and like first in the third,

now when it come to my pockets, it's a must see profit

mean go balls I'm the man, smoking grant counting grants,

nice kicks I'm the shit, stupid bitch get off my dick,

you niggas know G like chicks, here hustling all in my mix uh,

uh catch me ground rounds with my tops down,

smoking on that kill, you know my weed loud,

ain't gonna baby, real nigga you can't keep down,

I'm too high, eyes low you know I'm chief high

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