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letra de no wrinkles - curren$y & harry fraud

[intro: curren$y]
huh (yeah)

[verse 1: curren$y]
the cullinan roof got the sprinkles
presidential on my wrist got the twinkles
fresh hundreds on me, no wrinkles
them n-ggas shooters, but they not thinkers
watch how quick a real team sink ’em
turkey bag untied, got the whole spot stinking
certified, she fried, she with a winner this evening
you can tell if she mine, a certain type, i be keeping
nice crib, nice ride, fly every day, not just thе weekends
that’s hard to do, i applaud you
you do what them other broads do, i’m gon’ avoid you
condo in miami, watchin’ bad boys ii
with a bad b-tch who pick up big bags for a walkthrough
n-gga, cullinan roof got thе sprinkles
that presidential on my wrist got the twinkles
fresh hundreds on me, no wrinkles
them n-ggas shooters, but they not thinkers
watch how quick a real team sink ’em
turkey bag untied, got the whole spot stinking
certified fried, she with a winner this evening
you can tell if she mine, a certain type, i be keeping
nice crib, nice ride, fly every day, not just the weekend
that’s hard to do, i applaud you
you do what them other broads do, i’m gon’ avoid you
condo in miami, watchin’ bad boys ii
with a bad b-tch who pick up big bags for a walkthrough
my n-gga, who is you?
[verse 2: fendi p]
uh, last night, i fell asleep countin’ money, i was dreamin’ on it
baddest b-tch in the world, still cheated on her
fly as ever, put this sh-t on to keep the demons off me
is you my dog or you just leechin’ off me?
this one for the beamer parkers
can’t tell she yours ’cause i can’t keep her off me
i ran them streets, you couldn’t even cross ’em
i remind these n-ggas often
this sh-t different, crew full of bosses
trim off the fat, just mean we cuttin’ loses
through a scope, just hittin’ targets
through an app is how them cars get started
all in a row, how valet gon’ park ’em?
f-ck what it costs, this the type of look get them b-tches talking
hit ’em both, both them b-tches stalking
lil’ ho, who cold as me?
n-ggas ain’t stiff, they say you more than sweet
like, how you choosin’ b-tches who be choosin’ me?
and, b-tch, i’m smooth as billy dee
b-tch white as snow, i call her billie jean
and every dividend she make, gon’ give to me
p

[outro: curren$y]
yeah, yeah, yeah
keep the e in it, chevys on switches
smokin’ weed it, b-tch, don’t post me in your—
if you can keep a secret, we can always—
rule number one, don’t talk about me ’round your n-gga
that sh-t there’ll have him suspicious
we be hittin’ switches down chef highway, dipping
loose lips sink ships and my ship ain’t—

- curreny harry fraud

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