lirik lagu dj fresh & curren$y - she can't be mad
[intro: curren$y]
dj fresh, dj fresh, dj fresh
la~da~da, la~da, la~da, la~da, la~da, la~da, la~da, la~da, la~da
la~da, la~da, la~da, la~da, la~da, la~da, la~da
[verse 1: curren$y]
and she can’t be mad at the b~tches that i had
if them b~tches in the past, and she sittin’ by my side
in my big s class, blowin’ k!lla out the bag
don’t put your feet on my dash
and baby, don’t put no prints on my glass
i went to the lot, paid cash
then i hit the hydraulics shop fast
now i’m rollin’ a six~five rag
i still got the hard top at the pad
the homie came through with a 40oz glass
swear that n~gga think he from a whole ‘nother class
but that ain’t nothin’ new, i’m from the old school
i just rolled two, let the garage door up
and let the oldies bump, my neighbours know what’s up
og got this sh~t in the cobra clutch
on~go muhf~cka, l ain’t slowin’ up
[refrain: curren$y]
and she can’t be mad at the b~tches that i had
if them b~tches in the past, and she sittin’ by my side
in my big s class, blowin’ k!lla out the bag
don’t put your feet on my dash
and baby, don’t put no prints on my glass
i went to the lot, paid cash
then i hit the hydraulics shop fast
now i’m rollin’ a six~five rag
[verse 2: the musalini]
baby hit the mall, let her shop till she fall
with them high heels on, make her look tall
but she really 5’5″, no shoes in the ride
spitta bring the toys out, fly playa sound
bring all the hoes out, dime piece in the v
took her to the car meet, lemon pepper wings
blue cheese when i speak, bue bills off the speech
high as can be, still blowing smoke
from new york to the n.o
jet life shorts, fresh out the store
boat rides or the porsche
we can do it all, champagne, pop the cork
mus’ out of town, in the field like a score
i’m ten toes, tunnel vision for the dough
in position for the score, kick down the door
i’m ice cold, let the mink drag on the snow
it’s big bags on a roll
[refrain: curren$y]
and she can’t be mad at the b~tches that i had
if them b~tches in the past, and she sittin’ by my side
in my big s class, blowin’ k!lla out the bag
don’t put your feet on my dash
and baby, don’t put no prints on my glass
i went to the lot, paid cash
then i hit the hydraulics shop fast
now i’m rollin’ a six~five rag
and she can’t be mad at the b~tches that i had
if them b~tches in the past, and she sittin’ by my side
in my big s class, blowin’ k!lla out the bag
don’t put your feet on my dash
and baby, don’t put no prints on my glass
i went to the lot, paid cash
then i hit the hydraulics shop fast
now i’m rollin’ a six~five rag
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