mixtape: "Andretti 10/30" (2016)

Picking Up Bags lyrics - Curren$y (feat. Tiny C Style)

[Curren$y:]
Picking up bags, picking up bags
Smoking that gas picking up bags
Popping tags picking up bags
Got the hood on smash picking up bags
Smoking that gas, picking up bags
Yeah yeah picking up bags
Hol' on

Money in the duffel
All result of the hustle
Reminiscing the struggle
Keep a nigga humble
Rolling up a jumbo
Associated with the pot like gumbo
Nigga name hot hear them haters mumble
Can't understand that talk, it's not boss
We killing in smalls, y'all niggas is not large
Tryna duck them hip hop cop cars
68 rare chrome these go knock off they know who it is
High as the ceiling, mind on a million
Just made 7M's tryna get 10 now
Then run the old heist again while them suckers ain't looking
Watch for the taking has just been taken

Picking up bags, smoking that gas, picking up bags
Popping tags picking up bags
The hood on smash picking up bags
Yeah yeah, picking up bags smoking that gas picking up bags
Popping tags picking up bags
The hood on smash picking up bags
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[Tiny C Style:]
Shit realer than a pistol in a niggas face
Y'all gon' fuck around and make ya boy catch a case
The shit in me, not on me life way real
Only nigga on the block with a major deal
My set love me niggas know I'm really with the deal
We can keep it gentlemen or get some gangster shit
I keep it moving at all times while y'all standing still
Warren G I want it all talking hella mills
Regulating for the paper while y'all pocket watching
Free bands yeah all profit
In my future I see hella commas, jewelry going dumber
Millionaire this time next summer
My niggas burn more gas that hummers and keep hammers
With 30 round clips and bananas
Got bags where they film cut your grandma
I don't think you lil niggas understand cuz

[Curren$y:]
Picking up bags smoking that gas picking up bags
Popping tags picking up bags
The hood on smash picking up bags
Yeah yeah, picking up bags smoking that gas picking up bags
Popping tags picking up bags
The hood on smash picking up bags
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Lifers lyrics - Curren$y

The good lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running
Lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running

We cop that Chevrolet and put it on skates
The MGM Grand or The Palms for like three days
Coming up with a plan with my mans
We've been down since the high school
Always did a dry run, practice it
And then we put it all in action and that shit went down magic
Lay low bro don't cop nothing too extravagant
Let it blow over, then cop a horse and carriage when its good
Jet Life roll Beverly Hills on wheels through the hood
Well is that right, say he coming for me, well I wish he would
I be off site when that thunder come to you
Catch you down bad then they get you good

The good lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running
Lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running

The good lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running
Lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running

The good lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running
Lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running

Never know what you will see fucking with me
Got the Range Rover 4.6 SC, luggage rack with the skis
Buying Number 9 and some weed
What they smelled on the scene
He didn't harm the female witnesses
As he said it was clean ya' mean
Like he can't do his thing when he swing
For the neck of a copy cat
Sucker you'll be euthanized for that
Chevrolets and Cadillacs
Three-wheelin' the cul-de-sacs
Smoking out my chronic sack
Thinking about my paper stacks
Don't stand in the way of that
Cause you'll be erased for that
Niggas ain't playing
We been bout money all of it
Chasing that money like it stole something, start running

The good lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running
Lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running

The good lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running
Lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running

The good lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running
Lifers ain't playing with this ball money all of it
Chasing that check like it stole something, start running

Stay Ridin' lyrics - Curren$y

Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin'
They hidin', ain't bout it, yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin' ain't hidin', yeah
They hidin' ain't bout it
Stay ridin', stay ridin'

Spent 300 thousand on it
Parked it on the corner like I didn't want it
Blowing killer in New Orleans
Feel like I'm in California
Zoning off a OG onion
I text the homie with the gas
And he said he coming back with a different pack
What we smoking now the truth
He say this shit colder than that
I store my shit in glass I prefer that over bags
We gon' crack a jar before we get in the car
I push a button the roof lit up with stars

Now we gon stay ridin' stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin' ain't hiding, yeah
They hidin' ain't bout it, yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Ain't hidin' stay ridin', yeah
They hidin' ain't bout it

See me in it straight chillin'
Candy paint, crate engine
Dana Dane, 13 inches
Low ride, stay high off the gas
Don't drink and drive so the four don't crash
Now cash rules, flash jewels on occasion
When I past through but if I pass through you know they paid me
Stack it till we got no where to put it
When I drive the Flying Spur I park the bitch crooked
So you can see the Forgiato's on it when you look in
Before we open the champagne bottles we shook 'em
It's a celebration so we let this shit spill
We could have been killed in the field and that's real
But we still here fuck a hater and how he feel
That's signed and sealed
Straight deal quarter mill on the wheels
You gotta drive the bitch with skill
My engine in the back
My neighborhood on my hat
We gon'

Stay ridin' stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin' ain't hiding, yeah
They hidin', ain't bout it, yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Stay ridin', stay ridin', yeah
Ain't hidin' stay ridin', yeah
They hidin' ain't bout it

On The Clock lyrics - Curren$y

[Curren$y:]
Yeah [x6]

Ferrari with the spider top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I stay on the clock I'm always on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job
911 with the targa top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I stay on the clock I'm always on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job

[Corner Boy P:]
And no I don't take a day off
Balling like my niggas in the playoff
Leanin' in Ruth's Chris, I'm dripping steak sauce
Oh that's your baby mama
Nigga you still a little boy
Trapping hella hard up like Adderalls
Seventeens, triple gold tough as corduroys
Young nigga flip a pack and break his family off
Just like the rapping brought a car and parked it in my yard
Homie all on my line like he short an onion
Believe the nerve of this nigga, Mr. short money
I told my bitch this morning this my last Phantom
Regal cleaner than a Beamer but I want a Phantom

[Curren$y:]
Ferrari with the spider top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I stay on the clock, I'm always on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job
911 with the targa top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I'm on the clock, I stay on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job

Money to blow
I stay on the on the go, cause I want more
The records is dope
The boost off the stove, I'm letting em go
But not for the low
You pay for quality that's fosho
I stand by what I provide
Muthafuck that 9-5, 2/47 365
Homeboy that's how I grind
Fly shit I gots to drive, I flat out buy
You'll be paying notes until you die
But never I, that story there not mine
I'm laid up mountain high
Built me a condo in the sky
Park my Chevys in a long line
Couldn't fit em in the picture
I turned my cellphone to the side
At least I tried, to give y'all fools
A glimpse at some real pimps
Taught yo bitch how to crack lobster
Showed yo bitch how to peel shrimps

Ferrari with the spider top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I stay on the clock, I'm always on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job
911 with the targa top
Frozen Fiji bottles in my watch
I'm on the clock, I stay on the clock
Soon as I open my eyes, I'm at my fucking job

Stunt On Em lyrics - Curren$y

Every now and then I gotta stunt on em
Every now and then I gotta
Every now and then I gotta

Uh
The game is at an all time low
We still getting this cheddar tho
Iceberg jean jacket white t-shirt and a figaro
My girl got a brick cell phone and herringbone
Just an average day in the life of an extraordinary player
Getting paper from vocabulary
Staying high from fine like it grew on vines
Drove the stock Impala to Napa we sampling wines
This a appetizer sampler my nigga I let them try
A little dope get them hooked
Then I make them buy it by the book
We do juggs and that paper multiply
Cash rules everything around me my guy
Fuck you thought this was
Top shark sleeve Lacoste
My raincoat was a Nautica
Only talking bout it cause you brought it up
Every now then I gotta stunt on them

Every now and then I gotta stunt on them
Every now and then I gotta
Every now and then I gotta
Every now and then I gotta stunt on them
Every now and then I gotta stunt on them
Every now and then I gotta stunt on them

Open up the Ferrari trunk on them
Show them that's it's on the front on them
Show them ain't no love for them
Tried to bury me alive but I won't throw no mud on them
Instead I get bread live life to the fullest
Make them wish they was dead
But niggas too live like crew
Nigga bless who sneezed, ah-choo
Nigga got the fruit pack, Hi-Chew
Safari Air Max nice shoes
An underground nigga in the Wraith who knew
I took it all when I came through
Niggas balling like two on two
Pickup games Tyronne Lue

Every now and then I gotta stunt on them [x6]

Told Me That lyrics - Curren$y (feat. Starlito)

[Curren$y:]
Uh
96 Impala double S like a yacht on wheels
Paint fresh left the interstate wet
Now watch me smoke and chill same time get a check
That's a walk through and I get paid for every step
Got my golf hat and my white t-shirt gold cuban
I'm not trying too hard but you can tell I know what I'm doin
Sliding off radar
That's Pablo and Gustavo in the race cars
Make money and make war
Fuck a sucka nigga take me for
Real ones take it far
They thought I slept but that was one of my best tricks
I came back in that matte six Spitta going bat shit

Money make them act different my nigga told me that
Keep your mind off them bitches my nigga told me that
Stacking mine every penny
You can ball out but if you spend it hustle it right back

Money make them act different my nigga told me that
Keep your mind off them bitches my nigga told me that
Stacking mine every penny
You can ball out but if you spend it hustle it right back

[Starlito:]
It's Lito
Grind hard my momma on her third foreign
Chitlin circuit but I'm living like I'm world tourin
Treat every last one like it's my first one
Nigga I've been balling since the nerf sponge
Used to get alerts on my chirp when the purp would come
Still got a pound on me now but I ain't serving none
I prefer the strong loud like my burglar alarm
Whip like my bitch I talk to her just to turn her on
If it ain't bout the cash I'll pass like 3rd and long
Pass by driving fast crash if I turn wrong
Burning cones murder songs we do this shit for show
Jetlife grind hard we been cruising since we was broke
And they say...
It's Lito

[Curren$y:]
Money make them act different my nigga told me that
Keep your mind off them bitches my nigga told me that
Stacking mine every penny
You can ball out but if you spend it hustle it right back

Money make them act different my nigga told me that
Keep your mind off them bitches my nigga told me that
Stacking mine every penny
You can ball out but if you spend it hustle it right back

It ain't a game it really ain't a game
Bitches and champagne pistols and gold rings
Some chose to slang some chose to bang
Some chose to rhyme some niggas ain't do a thang
They was froze real ones jumped off the porch
They didn't go they wonder why they don't have dough
While I'm rolling diamonds and gold on me all day
928 S like Scarface
Flip up headlights I drive like I'm in the race
Driving like I'm trying to escape
They say living like this ain't safe
But, I couldn't see it no other way
What you know about it

Money make them act different my nigga told me that
Keep your mind off them bitches my nigga told me that
Stacking mine every penny
You can ball out but if you spend it hustle it right back

Money make them act different my nigga told me that
Keep your mind off them bitches my nigga told me that
Stacking mine every penny
You can ball out but if you spend it hustle it right back

Top Drop lyrics - Curren$y (feat. Scotty Atl)

[Curren$y:]
Window down, top drop chiefin' on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin' on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin' on a fat one
Outta ten hoes, nigga bet you I could mac one
Window down, top drop

In and out of lanes dripping drops of paint
Cheeseballs, Dana Dane's, smoking my own strain
Some of the trillest in the game who still remain
Mentally independent the last lyricist the original track flippers
The booth was in the bathroom, front room where the homies engineered
Your friends couldn't talk until your rap was through
What you know about, going in for the win, going all the way out
I done unlocked the fence, and I let the dogs out
Some squares tucking they broads now, don't want to lose your world
After investing so much, but they belong to the game don't none of 'em belong to us
I had a couple rolled up when I rolled up
Rolex out the window of a super sport Nova
I did a burnout it look like the tires exploded
I'm holding, but that's like everyday if you know me

Window down, top drop chiefin' on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin' on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin' on a fat one
Outta ten hoes, nigga bet you I could mac one
Window down, top drop
Window down, top drop

[Scotty ATL:]
Window down, top drop
Nigga gon' get my guap
In and out of traffic like a nigga playing hopscotch
Tryna make the block rock, tryna find the soft spot
In my heart too much pain, crying on my guap like
Tears of joy, damn I'm proud of myself
Came out the motherfucking mud, that's my cellphone
Checks, Cool Club, lames get no love
What you saying lil homie?
I kiss my cross for my dead lil homie
Saw a shooting star yesterday, felt God was speaking
Walk in the bank with that bag, the reefer wreaking
Had to let my nuts hang a little, new territory
Was scared for me, momma I made it
Went from spam in the can, to sea bass on plates
30 minutes in the dealership, new paper plates
My windows down, my wheels rolling like skates
ATL, New Orleans, straight drop, we pushing Wraiths

[Curren$y:]
Window down, top drop chiefin' on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin' on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin' on a fat one
Outta ten hoes, nigga bet you I could mac one
Window down, top drop
Window down, top drop

We In The Game lyrics - Curren$y

We in the game for millions
Y'all in the game for bitches
We in the game for millions
Y'all in the game for bitches
We in the game for millions
We in the game for millions

I'm in the game for millions, homie I came with killers
You had to pay for them hitters that mean they not really with you
Ferrari's pull up on your sister 10 out of 10 I can get her
10 out of 10 we can flip her
But I was too busy to hit her
Spitta and 808 Mafia make 'em nervous
Riding and swervin' on purpose
Diamonds fittin' me perfect listen to the silver surfer
Free my dawgs we get the work in
Wait bought that wraith paper straight
Jet life on the plate
Hater fix your face, you too late
She's already here

We in the game for millions y'all in the game for bitches
We in the game for millions y'all in the game for bitches
We in the game for millions, looking to gain some billions
Homie y'all ain't familiar
We in the game for millions y'all in the game for bitches
We in the game for millions y'all in the game for bitches
We in the game for millions, looking to gain some billions
Yeah

Smoke the night away park the 68
Behind iron gates make sure where I stay
Everything is laid out these days
But you know it didn't start that way
Got it out the mud audio drugs
Underground plug came up got paid
Snatched them niggas cake
They more focused on hoes than bringing that dough in
That's why we kicked the door in
Dug the safe up and some more shit fuck the whole shit
Where the dough is, know we goin'
We be outta town in the mornin'
We got passports we got Porsches
We got Rovers by the fortress
We got castles till they low in
Weren't no hassle we in motion
They ask what i did it for they ask how I get that far
Wonder how I got that car, wanna know if narcotics involved
Have you ever seen spiders scratch jaws
When the fire shoot out the exhaust
I'm on the phone with my lil dawgs
[?] Say when he get out he gon' ball

We in the game for millions y'all in the game for bitches
We in the game for millions y'all in the game for bitches
We in the game for millions, looking to gain some billions
Homie y'all ain't familiar
We in the game for millions y'all in the game for bitches
We in the game for millions y'all in the game for bitches
We in the game for millions, looking to gain some billions
Yeah

Cessnas And Helicopter Propellers lyrics - Curren$y

Single engine Cessnas and helicopter propellers
Went through a storm together
We swore to ball together
She say she down for whatever
She say she down for forever

Said she'd always be with me on a mission for the cheddar
I promise not to forget her and show her the finer weather
We could go anywhere that's what you fucking with a jet fo'
On my levels I'm desperate, its stressful to be successful
Focused on the checks I'm always thinking about my next goal
Burning petro 93 unleaded, nothing less than jet smoke
I had that bitch butt naked, Biscayne Bay my cigarette boats
Living like its the eighties and I'm a cocaine professional
Musical dope, moving snow when the speakers blow
We were scrambling for sneaker dough
Now we buying bigger homes when the deals close
We were scrambling for sneaker dough
Now we hopping out slamming Cadillac doors

Single engine Cessnas and helicopter propellers
Went through a storm together
We swore to ball together
She say she down for whatever
She say she down for forever
But then we got confused I though we would never say
Somewhere we got confused I though we never would say never

Somewhere we got confused I thought we never would say never
Never turned to never should we see each other ever again
I got money to get and you knew that when I started this
My main target always been increasing my profit margin
Downtown warehouse, my exotic car storage
Maneuvering in something foreign
Had a translator when I bought it
Though I could have let my diamonds talk for me
My girl like when I wear that shit, looking all player-ish
I wrote this song facing it
I ain't selfish but I'm about myself
Long as you chill I provide help
Count on that like you cont on a stack
I could show you like a map, I could pull up like a phone app
Right where your home at
Mickey and Mallory, its not about a salary its all about reality
Smoking with my bad bitch who brung a bag a cash to me
Staying cool avoid casualties

Single engine Cessnas and helicopter propellers
Went through a storm together
We swore to ball together

Single engine Cessnas and helicopter propellers
Went through a storm together
We swore to ball together
She say she down for whatever
She say she down for forever

Single engine Cessnas and helicopter propellers
Went through a storm together
We swore to ball together
She say she down for whatever
She say she down for forever
But then we got confused I though we would never say
Somewhere we got confused I though we never would say never
Somewhere we got confused I thought we never would say never
Never turned to never should we see each other ever again
I got money to get and you knew that when I started this

G's Walk In lyrics - Curren$y

And then the Gs walked in and everything froze
You in a room full of players trying to hide your hoes
Money on my mind sticking to the code
She see me getting mine can't help it if she chose

And then the Gs walked in and everything froze
You in a room full of players trying to hide your hoes
Money on my mind sticking to the code
She see me getting mine can't help it if she chose

Ain't right game tight
Plotted maneuvered executing the same night
No room for hesitation excuses in this life
This money don't wait I get to it all night
In the studio cooking shows steady booking
Bought a new car paid for it with this jugging
It cost to be the boss, tall price
Some niggas too scared of heights
I climbed swan dived behind mine and anytime
Grinded for them rollies now all the top jewelers know me
Mr. Cop a show piece, 40 bands just on a band my man
Hot hands frozen fingers pinkies on ice like Disney
Figure skaters on my bracelet getting dizzy
Picture me sitting fuck that
Picture me getting
Picture me whipping in Ferrari shifting on the pacific
Smoking something exotic and terrific
Life like this only comes with a risk
Money and the power and a bad bitch
Living like I've been selling powder my nigga mad bricks
This ain't nothing but that audio dope boy magic yea

And then the Gs walked in and everything froze
You in a room full of players trying to hide your hoes
Money on my mind sticking to the code
She see me getting mine can't help it if she chose

And then the Gs walked in and everything froze
You in a room full of players trying to hide your hoes
Money on my mind sticking to the code
She see me getting mine can't help it if she chose

mixtape: "Andretti 9/30" (2016)

Traffic lyrics - Curren$y

Mashin, smashin
Live ass niggas in traffic, lighting up
Gas is, classics, playa ass niggas in traffic, mashin
Live ass niggas in traffic, lighting up
Hittin classics, playa ass niggas in traffic, catch a nigga
Mashin to where the cash is, live ass niggas in traffic, yea bitch
Smashin, couple live ass niggas in

Uh
Swervin on purpose tell her herb lit shit perfect
Chevy surfin, bout 12 over south side dippin in the line
Chicks hypnotized by my Dayton wires, how I slide
They say I got a one track mind
But I think about money and cars all the time
What I drive to the awards when it's showtime
When it's go time 13 inch Dayton's like I'm skating on dimes
In my own lane, doing my own thang, stacking my own change
Rolling my own joints and I'm smoking my own strain
This a different cup I don't drink what y'all drink
I'm just tryna fill up the bank and my gas tank
Never pay attention to what y'all think
I rather drop 300 on a Mulsanne
So I could drive to my nephew ball game

Mashin, smashin
Playa ass nigga in traffic, rolling up
Not passing don't ask him
Playa ass nigga in traffic, lighting up
Mashing, smashin
Playa ass nigga in traffic on his way
To where the cash is, then we dashin
Playa ass nigga in traffic, yea

Mashin, smashin
Playa ass nigga in traffic, rolling up
Not passing don't ask him
Playa ass nigga in traffic, lighting up
Mashing, smashin
Playa ass nigga in traffic on his way
To where the cash is, then we dashin
Playa ass nigga in traffic, yea

All On One Tape lyrics - Curren$y

Rest in peace Soulja Slim, Lil Snupe, Big L
2 Pac, Biggie, Lil Derrick, Pimp C, Yellow Boy [?]

Got me feelin like
This weed got me feelin like
This money got me feelin like

I'm hella high and these niggas so jive
Hate in they eyes as I drive by, but never will I ask why
It must just suck to be a never fly, underling
This is a boss thing, and these are boss rings
Sunshine on my fingers through the windows of the Gulf Stream
What you know G? Hoe, you don't know me
41 millimeter Rollie, tryna be low key
Please, them bitches spotted me soon as I slid in
I had my girl with me it ain't make them hoes no different
They was still tryna get it
But you ain't gotta lie to kick it
Might be down with it, if she dig ya
I'm outside with the killas, talkin peace
In the breeze, smoking weed but next week I'm Snow Beach Polo Skis
Four inch freeze, me in the prime of my life
I made the hustle and my bitch become sister-wives
And now the love is intertwined, money on my mind'

Got me feeling like 8 Ball, MJG and Too $hort was all on one tape Lord
Got me feeling like, Jay-Z, AZ, Nas, Rick Ross, Scarface was all on one tape Lord, got me feeling like
Tha Dogg Pound, Nipsey Hussle, DJ Quik and MC Eiht was all on one tape dawg, Lord
Got me feeling like OutKast, Cam'ron and Lil Wayne was all on one tape Lord, got me feeling like
All on one tape
Like they was all on one tape Lord, got me feelin like
Soulja Slim, Pimp C - all on one tape Lord, got me feeling like
2 Pac, Bigge Smalls, Eazy-E was all on one tape Lord
Got me feeling like
And Dilla did the beats
Max B
And then DJ Screw slowed it up
Dom Kennedy
Then Jam Master Jay did some scratches on it
Big K.R.I.T., Killer Mike, Slim Thug, Gunplay
All on one tape Lord

Anybody lyrics - Curren$y

Exotics and low riders front my house I dreamed about it
Now all I do walk out my front door and I see I got it
I used to dream about it, I can't believe I got it
I guess all I'm saying anybody could be somebody

They counted me out, I counted up, I counter punch
Upper cut, out the blue fucked em up
Copped a new coupe, so I could pull up on a bitch and tell her that we through
I thought you knew, ran into one that's way realer than you
Now watch me move, only money will I pursue
Oh I done paid dues, so much I probably paid for you
I ain't tripping its cool, my young bitch said I'm dripping
She wipe the sauce off my shoes
I'm in the trap kitchen smoked out in this vocal booth
They ain't want see me winning them haters turned off they tunes
Bigger than television bitch the underground rules
And now they see I did it on any level
Rolex bezel Ferraris and better
Yeah, Yeah

Exotics and low riders front my house I dreamed about it
Now all I do walk out my front door and I see I got it
I used to dream about it, I can't believe I got it
I guess all I'm saying anybody could be somebody

Exotics and low riders front my house I dreamed about it
Oh Lord now I walk out my front door and I see I got it
I used to dream about it, I can't believe I got it
I used to dream about it, I can't believe, I can't believe
I used to dream about it, now all I do walk out my front door and I see I got it
I used to dream about it, I can't believe I got it
I guess all I'm saying anybody could
I guess all I'm saying anybody could
I guess all I'm saying anybody could
Anybody

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