Curren$Y - Frost Lyrics

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Jet Life that's all playa

Fresh weed in a glass jar playa

Not the body Vampire Slayer

Pull up strains like the guitar player

John Mayer body shaking body snatcher

Undertaker come pick the track up cause this was a massacre

Spitta done beat the beat right side left and everywhere but backwards

Holy mackerel I'm low in the Malibu two-door listening to Dizzee Rascal

Right up your avenue fly as a parachute high as a paratroop-er

Before he deployed

You ain't a D-boy you's a fuckin' decoy

You ain't Bruce Lee nor Bruce Leroy

Can't kick it Bruce Bruce you's a comedy boy yeah

My mission here is to destroy the wackness

On all facets from all factions

Fools are all papers you suckerish ashin's

Cash out nigga that casino magic

My girl from Cincinnati my weed from Cali

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High Times evergreen pine we snappin' trees in half and use that to make hash with

Heavily having my paper straight

Holding it down with my paperweight

Knock-off baller your paper fake

You fallin' off and I'm home plate safe

How else can I call it than how I see it?

Can't say your name cause I ain't see ya

Flow cold inside door of the freezer

Fo' hoes chose but I'm in a two-seater

Follow in a cab or I'll catch you next weekend

Either way baby girl a nigga ain't trippin'

Pleading please I'm peeling off

Now you realize you was dealing with a boss

Never took the ride but you took the loss

Got your friend in my drive with the top taken off

At the crib her top get taken off

And she can share the details when she wakes tomorrow...

Yeahh

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