Currensy - Prioritize | Текст песни

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[Verse 1]
Raised lettering on my Hoosiers
Drag strips slicks rear of the Barracuda
Them niggas ain't shit, just muthafuckin' poo poo
Sissy ass zero, muthafuckin' fruit loops
Homie who yo hero, who taught you yo moves
Z'ed in my limo, woke up in my hotel room
Ho's just followin' they noses, to my door
It's no joke momma just roll this
You can hit it after my lil brother say he straight
You gone get yo turn on the doobie bitch jus wait, no beginner luck
Comin' from me this is just fate because I had faith certain
I can make it shake, like turbulence
Sweet sugar babies all sleepin' in my nursery
Walk in, suckas go to shufflin', nervously
Won't stop 'til I reside at the top permanently
21 joints burnin' for me

[Hook]
And if you ain't got no rims nigga
Don't get no wood grain steering wheel
But you can lay back, let yo paper stack
Instead of going into overkill, pay yo fuckin' beeper bill bitch

[Verse 2: Nesby Phips]
This is to them niggas that think this shit is sweet
I guess it is, hah? Cause I'm in first class, makin' beats
Sippin cranberry, no liquor, deboard the plane
Hoes stop me for a picture, I ain't trippin'
Even tho I'm a fall back nigga but that's how it is
When yo crew on buzz, people do show love
Fall thru, and all my town niggas do roll bud
But leave them blunts in yo car, cause we don't do those cuz
That's a mean pair of kicks, kudos love
Now she, cookin' me breakfast after lustin' me for dinner
Figure she won't lose cuz she fuckin' with a winner
I told her game over to reset press enter

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Mission Impossible: completed
Obstacles are optical illusions, we don't really see 'em
They put rules in place cause y'all need 'em
Some people are like sheep
I got no mercy for the weak
Especially when niggas next to me and ready to eat
I put 'em in position to get them, I'm gettin' me
Louisana traveler twistband, lookin for my music
Is bringing listeners under the ground like quicksand
Kawasaki ninja on the kickstand, any minute I'm outty
Like 4 rings, truth in engineering ya got me
Bitches longin' to be by me, hypnotic karate
Talk that dress right off of her body
She so wet, she soggy from these verbal massages
Highed up, astrologist, smokin' with yo goddesses
Swore that I would do all of this


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