Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Squares, artist - Curren$y.
Date of issue: 31.05.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Squares |
Battle axe rap swingin' like 84 elbows |
On the H-Town slab Cadillac Eldo |
Spokes pokin' I should be the weed |
Don’t stop me from workin' spokesperson cause I get it in |
Stoned, active like a sober person runnin' |
Rather have my feet hurtin' than my pockets |
I chase that money down like it said somethin' bout my mama |
I chase that money down like I think it took my wallet |
I chase that money down like it key scratched my impala |
I chase that money down pile it up and climb on top it |
Trill nigga mountain at the summit countin' hunneds |
You try and take me from it you gone plummet to the bottom |
If there was a winning contest then I did won it, done it |
Bossed up playa kick it I’m a punter |
No pun intended I’m a stunner |
Brung the land to the motor cross ramp like fuck it |
I’ma jump it, officer love muffin |
It should be a crime how you lockin' down that bitch |
But the girl mine |
Said she wouldn’t do it again for the third time |
Figured you realize at some point that the girl lyin' |
Either you blind or you don’t mind |
Either way I’d never hustle with yo kind |
'Cause we’d never get no bread |
You too scared |
Pimpin' this the 3rd installment, what you sayin' |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
Ain’t been like none of them niggas as far as I can remember |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
They was payin' them bitches, I was payin' attention |
I’m rolling up an insane amount of smoke |
Diamonds all up in the chain around my throat |
Telling me that I should change, it’s all I know |
I live the dream of private planes and piles of dough |
Tatted on my face 'cause that’s what I believe in |
Make sure they know it’s T.G.O.D when they see me |
We was broke but know we getting used to bread |
Versace on and watching my Medusa heads |
You niggas looking hungry, you could use some bread |
You niggas need security, you could use a craig |
My young niggas slanging where them users is |
I’m from Pistolvania where them shooters is |
Dressing like a hippy, drinking gin straight |
Heard they money funny, bitch I been straight |
Hundred for them bottles, spending 10 straight |
Me and Spitta got the template |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
Ain’t been like none of them niggas as far as I can remember |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
They was payin' them bitches, I was payin' attention |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
Ain’t been like none of them niggas as far as I can remember |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
No square shall enter in the circle of winners |
They was payin' them bitches, I was payin' attention |