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letra de rich uncle intro - curren$y

[verse]
uh
told me start a chevy, but i brought the rolls out
used to be homies, tried to include me in they rollout
woke up to animosity i ain’t even know ’bout
i turned some office reruns on and then i zoned out
couldn’t find the time, mine too precious outside of signing the dotted line
takin’ delivery of this porsche 959, body wide as a elephant
i’m the one who cookin’ it, who sellin’ it
no bank tellers can’t tell me sh-t, no chairman, no president
my rеlevance is infinite, forеver rich
word to ricky ro’, i missed his car show this year, i was handlin’ some business
she got diamonds on both her wrists and ears ’cause she be listenin’
don’t be trippin off who puttin’ heart eyes under my pictures and
realize i’m really gettin’ it, be happy i’m lettin’ you live in here
them my benzes we zippin’ in, be glad i let you sit in here
them riccaro interiors, no we don’t ride no itch in here

[chorus]
yeah
you can always rely on your rich uncle from off the east side
to bring the vibes every time that n-gga breeze by
oh, he high, it’s o-b-v-i-o-u-us
they wanna roll with us, ’cause we the coldest ones
the chosen ones, rollin’ up in the back of that rolls again
i ain’t gotta roll the windows down, they know it’s him
let me do it again

you can always rely on your rich uncle from off the east side
to bring the vibes every time he breeze by
oh, he high, it’s o-b-v-i-o-u-us
they wanna roll with us, ’cause we the coldest ones
the chosen ones, rollin’ up in the back of that rolls again
i ain’t gotta roll the windows down, ain’t got no tint, them b-tches know it’s him

uh, huh
yeah, yeah, yeah

you can always rely on your rich uncle from off the east side
to bring the vibes every time that n-gga breeze by
oh, he high, it’s o-b-v-i-o-u-us
they wanna roll with us, ’cause we the coldest ones
the chosen ones, rollin’ up in the back of that rolls again
i ain’t gotta roll no windows down, ain’t got no tint, them b-tches know it’s him

[outro]
(your rich uncle off the east side)
yeah, la-da-da-da
(every time)

yeh, yeh, yeh, uh
excuse me, y’all, uh, this is the pilot
sorry, uh, i was tryna finish this joint before we got up in the air
but we’ll be pushin’ right now, if you sit y’all sit y’all asses down
buckle you seatbelts, listen to the flight attendants

- curreny

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