Daze Of Thunder Lyrics - Return To The Winner's Circle - Curren$y

I'm in that 77 glasshouse Kelly greenin rims with the nice lips angelinas 

Jolie roll me anotha sticky steama got them bitches pressed like I brung em to the cleaners 

Fool don't lie you ain't never seem him in person you just heard about them tracks he be mirkin 

Bout them hoes I be workin like one up for the piimp 

Got a yellow bone bitch Rollin weed servin grits 

You know curly head Amanda Ain't she from Atlanta Condo on peachtree roomate named Pamela 

In love with her body girl don't sweat them lil love handles that's where I put my hands at when I snatch you up to ram you 

Ask ya BFF about what happened when she passed through baffled by the castle mind unraveled 

Say the smoke was amazin and the bed life magical fuck ya homegirl good and let that news get back to you 

Now it's like you got to too curiosity brought that pussy cat to the house with me and I killed it 

Suckas hate the jet life cause they not allowed to live it fool I'm dead cereal killa fuckin serious. 

Nigga this is personal you can't get no whiff of this I roll it up myself and then I smoke it till the end of it I 

I'll burn it half way down and iput the clip behind my ear you bitch either way a square ain't sayin he got high with me today 

Frito lay chip motorcycle coppers tryina see what exit I take off the interstate so they can follow 

But I ain't trippin I got it like money in my pocket and the clip next to my license that confirm that I'm a pilot 

I'm stumblin cross the red carpet laughing spillin bottles u stuck in yo hotel room waiting on yo stylist 

You can't get dressed with out em cause u got no inner flydom showed up like where the hoes at 

Fool they all in my room ad-miring the ass now I'm a smoke to that before tell you get in bed and arch ya back 

Smooth rap served chilled musical cognac audio dope surround sound crack all that 

The sunroof top and the diamond though not in the caddilac cause I'm a chevy driver 

I've been all over the map my home at the bottom winter hot like summer big chrome skinny rubber 

Rust bucket I spent 1500 on that muh fucka another 30 racks restorin that muh fucka 

40 said you got a bad bitch better tuck her like chris they love bumpin Mac dre on the way to get some paper 

Haters is mad we get high and get rich I ain't slowin down for nothin george kush the button like what does this do fuck it here goes nothin 

Ya mans is somethin... else class by himself high off radar stealth 

For the love of the jets until it's nothin left you ain't got no gas go over there and syphon some of theirs 

Game cold fridgeidare tho it's fair no choice for us to play so you might as well win mane they say it ain't errthang but that's that loser talk so ask them mane 

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