| Andretti on the coke game, ice cold
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| Watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed
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| Too much paper to fold, still gettin' more
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| Now watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed
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| Watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed
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| I could roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed
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| Andretti on the coke game, ice cold (Ice cold, Ice cold)
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| It’s 3 AM, she calling to pull up and smoke
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| She tryna fuck our planet off, like I don’t know
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| I roll four, lit one up when she come through the door
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| She peepin' everything, chandelier, marble floor
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| I passed that and told her keep it, I got hella reefer
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| Ass fat, let me see it, don’t be playin' either
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| Surround sound bumpin' loud, got her workin' out
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| This ain’t a strip club, this my studio house
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| Lil mama I could bring you round, if you really down
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| Bring you to my real crib in a lil' while
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| I got a boss bitch countin' in there right now
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| She could show you how, she could put you down
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| Can’t fuck with them clowns, can’t fuck around
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| I never said I run the city, but I hold it down
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| Andretti on the coke game, ice cold
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| Watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed
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| Too much paper to fold, still gettin' more
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| Now watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed
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| Watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed
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| I could roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed
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| Ferrari’s on the road, I ain’t goin' home
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| Everyday it 20 cones, whole ounce gone
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| I don’t switch watches, got Rollies, different timezones
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| Got a pound in the fridge, pour champagne on your bitch
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| My lil' brother got a lake house, he gon' drop a pent'
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| You can bring you friends, just don’t bring no fuckin' men
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| I got a pilots area, I got my money in my ear
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| Talkin' while I bought the leer, wheels up, we disappear
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| Andretti on the coke game, ice cold
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| Watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed
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| Too much paper to fold, still gettin' more
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| Now watch me roll this motherfucker with my eyes closed
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| She on the phone talking 'bout she tryna fuck and smoke
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| She 'bouta ride this motherfucker with her closed |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Eyes Closed , by - Curren$y. Song from the album Hot August Nights, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп