| All the way 1000. Even my runaround coupe caught
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| Yeah rabie, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah
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| Park the Modena at the marina
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| Life
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| La Música de Harry Fraud
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| Diamond Rolexes 'cause life precious
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| Space age carbon fiber, lightweight metals
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| This edition that I’m drivin' in is somethin' special
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| This what keepin' it real could get you
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| Any women that you want might let you
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| At this level of success there’s hella angels and devils
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| Lamborghini Diablo, wingspan, open doors, coke in her nose
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| She left the restroom hair in a mess, livin' kinda fast boo
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| But not too quick for me to move past you
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| Ignore the lower ranks, plus I’m watchful of the banks
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| Crunch numbers over brunch, make that work for 'em
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| Watch how quick we get it all done
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| We’ll be stuntin' all summer
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| Corporate ladder, climbed every rung
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| Some of my homies started out as runners
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| But we was born hunters with a crazy hunger
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| Only fed by money, bring me more money
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| Roll a joint out of a onion
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| My Bentley outside runnin'
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| Pilin' bread in the safe like it’s a oven
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| Bread in the safe like it’s a oven
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| Got a closet full of Bathing Ape, Rolls by the dozen
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| Too much sauce stickin' to the money
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| Spend it up, we got some more comin'
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| Jet Life, s-s-surf hoe, smoke somethin'
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| To keep it a thousand with you, girl, my coupe cost four hunnid
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| And that’s before I put the rims on it
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| Got the Wraith instead of the Ghost
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| I thought that bitch was haunted
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| Yeah
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| Stop talking, knock the walls down
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| Started from the porch to in a Porsche now
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| Drake to the left, J-Lo two doors down
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| Drop head, snipe, then the ocean get 'em lotioned down
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| Niggas that rushed too likely in a coffin now
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| And all the robbers turned corporate now
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| Martin had a dream but he didn’t tell you the nightmare
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| You fear life 'cause you thought life was fair
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| If it ain’t rap, Birdman till I’m Rich Forever
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| Tryna to get my health n mills together
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| Never took her on a date
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| Only cooked it right in front her
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| Wasn’t Benihanas, it was Subway
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| Busy like a one-way, closet like a runway
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| Penthouse Khalifa Tower tryna keep my high up
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| Ask Crack, who put the Bronx back?
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| Grindin' for all that, crib you need four maps
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| I do it for Chinx, Coke Boy legend |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Modena Moves , by - Curren$y. Song from the album The Marina, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп