Testo Speed - Curren$y
Testo della canzone Speed (Curren$y), tratta dall'album Canal Street Confidential
Speed boat slow from the coast
Binoculars watch the bills flow
The show tryna find ways to tax this dope
Slinging bars like soap
Bitches high off of these lines like coke
Listening with they eyes closed with no clothes
She wanna fuck because of my flow
It's like I got X pills inside my quotes
Smoke keep me on a high note
Oldies playing in my Chevrolet
Game make them ladies wanna stay
Slide all night, bust moves all day
It's just the Jet way
No time to sleep cause that won't get me paid
Don't make sense if it don't make dollars
Excuses won't start my Impala
If it ain't about no paper then I holla
Came through kilt niggas
Satellite coupe with the new stickers
Never running with no new niggas
Just my OGs and some cool bitches
Bad ones, I know what to do with 'em
I don't buy no bags I just get 'em high
All she really wanted to do was ride
I'ma let her, won't sweat her
No pressure, let her decide
She smart she gon' definitely choose what's better
Autumn weather in a vintage Iceberg sweater
Fly beyond measure
That's your girl you better check her
Cherry Beam was the drop Saab
Sipping past H-Boogie
He mad at his bullshit job
Mentality I had as a young god
Grinding hard to provide a yard
For my big dog
Rest in peace to the Jagg
May you mob
No love in the streets my nigga
They don't give a fuck about you or me my nigga
This the era where niggas is killing they niggas
And these bitches just mirroring the television
Fake hair, fake ass looking for a real one
Dreads tryna fuck a nigga with a million
And do anything to get one
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Writer(s): Shante Franklin, Nathaniel Caserta
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