a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de new devils - dj fresh & curren$y

[intro: curren$y]
the worlds freshest you b-tch
wezp new orleans, new orleans
eastside

(yeh yeh yeh yeh)

[verse: curren$y]
we had bottega veneta shades back in 2005
me, weezy, mack maine, we was in hawaii
always high, always fly, my n-gga that’s i
hate on me, dawg, and why? i come through
i show love everytime, take the neighbourhood
kids out cruising in the lowride—
andretti keep a pound on my side
can’t find the tv remote, f-ck it bro, i’m going
outside, sl600 got them cautions on it
once they see me in it, еverybody want it
but they can’t do it how i do it, copying
curren$y, that’s countеrfeit, and useless, and stupid

[verse: ramirez]
posted at the crib, munching, eating on some teppanyaki
yo’ b-tch on my line, tryna give a young playa sloppy
thumbing through my hunnids while i’m playing super tecmo
rami needing that white-glove service wherever i go
sw-ngin’ bending these corners, concrete ocean i’m surfing
giving peewees the gospel, the game i’m giving’s a sermon
chop the top off the ‘64, hit the switches and drop slow
cousin just touched a hunnid, working straight out from hit store
(you know i’m saying, get you some money, mane)

- dj fresh curreny

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS