| My Cadillac got a chandelier
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| We keep it pumped full of gas in here
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| I just might take over rap this year
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| Kill all them niggas who dressin weird
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| Pack up that mess and get outta here
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| Smokers and focused on switchin' gears
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| Show you how that 911 steer
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| She wanted me to know how it feel
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| She expressin' herself while I grip the wheel
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| Girl, girl wait… Wait, wait you tryna get us killed
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| Get you back to the crib
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| You gon' the one be the main bitch
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| But I don’t wanna do no more main bitches
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| Pull up I still do my thing with' ya
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| Momma hyper like a 'caine sniffer
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| I’m might have a Uber come and get her
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| Bring her back to your house nigga
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| Real G shit, Never play out nigga
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| One of the illest niggas that’s in the South, nigga
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| Turkey bags are the best
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| All grown out west
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| Come around, be my guest
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| We can have a hustle contest
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| 'Cause I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I wasn’t always livin' like this homie
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| We wasn’t always livin' like this'
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| I was sellin' reggie on the street for $ 10
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| Runnin' from truancy, hop the fence
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| Now I got two Rollies, I’m a ice 'em both
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| Drove her friend and she bad, tryna hit 'em both
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| Them dumb hoes tellin' me I do the most
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| Used to call me dirty, I ain’t had it though
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| Now I got diamonds and designer clothes
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| Trappin' out the back with the screen do'
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| Hoppin' out the jeep with no doors on it
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| Don’t show up to my house with all them clothes on
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| I’m talkin' to the money, nigga, hold on
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| I ain’t know none of that shit you own
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| I can pimp a ho from my cell phone
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| I just roll up bread like a calzone
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| Rifle hit ya ass from a mile long
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| I just gave my last bitch the dial tone
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| 'Cause I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I wasn’t always livin' like this homie
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| We wasn’t always livin' like this'
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| Racin' Chevys on the interstate
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| Motor sound like an earthquake
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| Street money, yeah that’s all I make
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| On that fly shit every day
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| I been waitin' up on my feature
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| Diamonds shinin' of the meter
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| Lil niggas out here tweakin'
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| I ain’t slippin', yeah I keep it
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| Designer gas what I’m breathin'
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| I just left out of the Nolia
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| Shot to the A, me and my K
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| Bitch, I be rollin' with soldiers
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| Heavy metal strapped, top waist
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| A hunnid racks in the sofa
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| The flo', the wall, and in the ceiling
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| Round my neck I got trophies
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| Hunnid rounds if you try to take it
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| 'Cause I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I wasn’t always livin' like this homie
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| I remember when I didn’t have this shit
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| We wasn’t always livin' like this' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Remember , by - Curren$y. Song from the album The Jetlanta EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп