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  • Текст песни Currency - King Kong

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    Yeahh... Jets Fool, Pilot Talk Nigga
    Everybody around this bitch got money
    We ain't never gon run outta weed, yeah, look up

    [VERSE 1]
    Hollow a mountain out
    Build a villa in it, pimp that's what I'm talkin' bout
    Uh, Closed minded lil' children, I write my way to a million, lookin' out the plane windows
    Fuck around get popped like a collar
    For slippin' in my city get bitten, chewed, swallowed
    Fool, what you think you like me
    Your idol and your rival I be
    Holdin' the title with the precision of a hunter's rifle
    Shots fired, the forest too quiet, trees ignited
    Fall back baby girl let me get high chick
    Eagle droppings, fly shit, who gon' stop him
    On the grind I am like a quarterback attackin' defensive lineman homie who gon' block em

    [HOOK]
    Tearin thru the city
    Snatchin' bitches top of the building
    King Kong ain't got shit on me
    25-8, goin ape for the cake nigga
    King Kong ain't got shit on me
    Wanna be pilots, get swatted out the sky around I
    King Kong ain't got shit on me
    Larger than life, they hate me because they ain't me
    King Kong ain't got shit on me

    [VERSE 2]
    Yea, came up, put it down for my set what I did Jets nigga
    Founder of a flyer society raisin' the partition so the driver won't bother me
    Women wishin for a position on either side of me
    Hopin' for a free ride to the top with me
    Spendin my cheese, smokin my broccoli
    Dressed neat, left the hotel suite sloppy off the Chopper tree
    Upstate New York, Woodstock, Saugerties
    The view from my rockin chair you would not believe
    A million miles from New Orleans, left the key to the city with my brother now I'm comin back for it

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