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curren$y - shout out lyrics
[intro: curren$y]
they got cups in here? we might got some liquor
d_mn
east side (turn the beat up some)
trauma tone, uh
[verse 1: curren$y]
i could pull up with you a couple spots and have you poppin’
open the door for you, i know everybody watchin’
understand i got options and i place you on top ’em
but it’s your spot to lose
this life come with some rules, we laced in real jewels
champagne ain’t nothin’ new, swear that’s just what we do
whether the camera on or off, we still lookin’ cool
n_ggas mad i been stuntin’, so i hear they huntin’
my og hipped me to it, i know how y’all comin’
you comе run up on me, i swear, you get laid out for nothin’
my homiеs down to slide for me ’cause they really love me, uh
[chorus: curren$y]
shout out my watch, it’s real, shout out my b_tch, she real
shout out my hood, they real, shout out my label, it’s real
shout out my watch, it’s real, shout out my b_tch, she real
shout out my n_ggas, they real, shout out my phantom grill
east side on mine just like every time, lowriders outside
got foreigns in a line because i can’t decide
which one i’m tryna drive, i’m, like, too f_ckin’ high
but, yeah, i’m still gon’ slide, might take that sixty_five
[verse 2: larry june]
i’ma pick you up, i might show you off
put some diamonds on your neck, baby, f_ck the cost
we turnin’ heads when we walk, skin so soft
leather so soft, adjustable exhaust, i’m cattin’ off
i told you i can show you what we go through
now, baby, quit playin’ and come f_ck with a boss
we poppin’ ace of spades bottles for no reason at all
i was just checkin’ on you, that’s the reason i called (how you doin’, baby?)
i keep sh_t lit, that’s it, look at my wrist, that’s him
look at my b_tch, god d_mn, b_tch got ass like sheesh
i’m that n_gga still, shout out my b_tch, she real
ap watches still, b_tch, i’m healthy still
[chorus: curren$y]
shout out my watch, it’s real, shout out my b_tch, she real
shout out my hood, they real, shout out my label, it’s real
shout out my watch, it’s real, shout out my b_tch, she real
shout out my n_ggas, they real, shout out my phantom grill
east side on mine just like every time, lowriders outside
got foreigns in a line because i can’t decide
which one i’m tryna drive, i’m, like, too f_ckin’ high
but, yeah, i’m still gon’ slide, might take that sixty_five
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