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Curren$y - Duct Tape Lyrics



Curren$y - Duct Tape Lyrics
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[ Featuring Harry Fraud ]

Yeah
Yeah
Eastside for good luck (for sure, for sure)
(You're a wizard, Harry) uh
Duct tape around it, stash, nobody found it
Cash we got out it, my mama the proudest
How Fly was the loudest, I'm not partners with no cowards
VHS copies of I'm 'Bout It, room cloudy
Smoked-out, she in the shower
Real diamonds on her body, feelin' empowered
Don't wanna see no other bitch in my Impala
Sittin' beside a real nigga have her feelin' inspired
She admire the way that I got out there and I got it
I'm not lying, just walked in here, I'm higher than everybody
Crooked smiling, paper straight, razor lining, crazy shining
Charm bracelet on my arm, actin' up, talkin' rowdy
Highed-up, we look sleepy, but we steppin' lively
It's a few weapons around me in the spot, creep silently
Drop the product in the pot, hear the chemicals frying
They outside, formin' a line right now
Some of 'em so happy to see us over the pot that they crying (yeah)
Duct tape around it, stash, nobody found it
Cash we got out it, my mama the proudest
How Fly was the loudest, I'm not partners with cowards
VHS copies of, "I'm 'Bout It", room cloudy
Smoked-out, she in the shower
Real diamonds on her body, feelin' empowered
No, she don't wanna see no other freak in my Impala
Sittin' beside a real nigga have her feelin' inspired
Admired the way I got out there and got it
I'm not lying, just walked in here and I'm higher than everybody
Crooked smiling, paper straight, razor lining, crazy shining
Charm bracelet on my arm, actin' up, talkin' rowdy
Highed-up, we look sleepy, but we steppin' lively
Got a couple weapons 'round me in the spot, movin' silently
Drop the product in the pot, hear the chemicals frying
They outside, formin' a line right now
Some of 'em so happy to see us over the stove, they standin' and crying
And smilin' at the same time
Duct tape around it, stash, nobody found it
Cash we got out it
Duct tape around it, stash, nobody found it
Cash we got out it, my mama the proudest
How Fly was the loudest, I'm not partners with no cowards
VHS copies of, "I'm 'Bout It", room cloudy
Smoked-out, she in the shower
Real diamonds on her body, feelin' empowered
Don't wanna see no other freak in my Impala
Sittin' beside a real nigga have her inspired
She admire how I got out there and got it
I'm not lying, just walked in here higher than everybody
Paper straight, razor lining, crooked smiling (razor lining, crooked smiling)
Let's keep the E in it, Chevys on switches
We smokin' weed in it, don't post me in your pictures
If you can keep a secret, we can always kick it
Rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your nigga
Duct tape around it, stash, nobody found it
Cash we got out it
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English

Yeah
Yeah
Eastside for good luck (for sure, for sure)
(You're a wizard, Harry) uh
Duct tape around it, stash, nobody found it
Cash we got out it, my mama the proudest
How Fly was the loudest, I'm not partners with no cowards
VHS copies of I'm 'Bout It, room cloudy
Smoked-out, she in the shower
Real diamonds on her body, feelin' empowered
Don't wanna see no other bitch in my Impala
Sittin' beside a real nigga have her feelin' inspired
She admire the way that I got out there and I got it
I'm not lying, just walked in here, I'm higher than everybody
Crooked smiling, paper straight, razor lining, crazy shining
Charm bracelet on my arm, actin' up, talkin' rowdy
Highed-up, we look sleepy, but we steppin' lively
It's a few weapons around me in the spot, creep silently
Drop the product in the pot, hear the chemicals frying
They outside, formin' a line right now
Some of 'em so happy to see us over the pot that they crying (yeah)
Duct tape around it, stash, nobody found it
Cash we got out it, my mama the proudest
How Fly was the loudest, I'm not partners with cowards
VHS copies of, "I'm 'Bout It", room cloudy
Smoked-out, she in the shower
Real diamonds on her body, feelin' empowered
No, she don't wanna see no other freak in my Impala
Sittin' beside a real nigga have her feelin' inspired
Admired the way I got out there and got it
I'm not lying, just walked in here and I'm higher than everybody
Crooked smiling, paper straight, razor lining, crazy shining
Charm bracelet on my arm, actin' up, talkin' rowdy
Highed-up, we look sleepy, but we steppin' lively
Got a couple weapons 'round me in the spot, movin' silently
Drop the product in the pot, hear the chemicals frying
They outside, formin' a line right now
Some of 'em so happy to see us over the stove, they standin' and crying
And smilin' at the same time
Duct tape around it, stash, nobody found it
Cash we got out it
Duct tape around it, stash, nobody found it
Cash we got out it, my mama the proudest
How Fly was the loudest, I'm not partners with no cowards
VHS copies of, "I'm 'Bout It", room cloudy
Smoked-out, she in the shower
Real diamonds on her body, feelin' empowered
Don't wanna see no other freak in my Impala
Sittin' beside a real nigga have her inspired
She admire how I got out there and got it
I'm not lying, just walked in here higher than everybody
Paper straight, razor lining, crooked smiling (razor lining, crooked smiling)
Let's keep the E in it, Chevys on switches
We smokin' weed in it, don't post me in your pictures
If you can keep a secret, we can always kick it
Rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your nigga
Duct tape around it, stash, nobody found it
Cash we got out it
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Writer: Rory William Quigley, Shante Scott Franklin
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Performed by: Curren$y
Featuring: Harry Fraud
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Rory William Quigley, Shante Scott Franklin
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