lirik lagu curren$y - money gone to my head
[verse 1: curren$y]
a lime to a lemon, my new orleans woman
ain’t coming if she don’t find n0body to watch her children
and if she do, then we will do what grown folks do until we done
but if she can’t find a babysitter then i ain’t tripping, i’ll just get another b-tch to come
curren$y the hot spitter, heavy dope, f-cking the same b-tches who wasn’t feeling a n-gga a couple years ago
sh-tting on ‘em, oh yeah, you feel me now, so what?
you wanna come through, spark a few and get tore up?
put that d-ck on you that’ll make you curl your toes up
you like to hear me talk nasty, huh?
listening to young money cds while you’re in the car with your boyfriend
thinking about the last time you gave that p-ssy to me
had you c-mming on yourself before i even put it all in
[hook x2]
some of them hoes i used to holler at, [?] i don’t even pay attention no more
money gone to my head
you used to act bad with that p-ssy, now i’m acting bad with that d-ck
i’m k!lling them hoes softly, not too hard, making ‘em sick
[verse 2: young roddy]
pick me up, now i’m jazzy like jeff is
k!lled the morning, back home by the next shift
hooked up with spitter now my name’s on the guest list
dazed up, stay gone off the best sh-t
caked up, got ‘em loving the necklace
she say i stay strapped with more guns than a western
a n-gga making money now them hoes wanna s-x him
yeah prank calling, pop up texting
but they weren’t around when a n-gga went to stressing
so it’s m.o.b., but sh-t, i’m a ladies man
she got fresh sheets, but you know i’m staining that
cop the whip black, but you know i’m flaming that
you know the boy gutta, ain’t sh-t changing that
she say ‘smile,’ and i mug for the camera
high word to your mother, now word to the manner
[hook]
[verse 3: young a]
i got my mind right, focused like a psychic
n-ggas on that bullsh-t, i’m trying to live righteous
thinking about her life spin ‘round and ‘round
it’s the same old sh-t with repet-tive style
we could change it up
have the b-tches looking strange as f-ck
like when a n-gga buys a car with the frame of a truck
so we breeze real smooth in the fast lane
your girl got the head crack, addiction to the gl-ss pipe
vision of a flashlight, p-ssed the songs
young hustlers with the ice and the flashy cars
that attract the broads
take a pause, never mind them
a whip like a chick, just something to slide in
i dive right in with my love glove on
i knew you two days, if you love, love on
grips from a steel heart, no i could never be your man, but we still talk
we still talk
[hook]
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