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Problem] I'm getting loose, bitch, getting loose I wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah I'm getting loose, young nigga, getting I ain't for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah I'm loose, lil' bitch, getting loose I don't know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah I'm loose, young nigga, getting loose I ain't going for the floof, getting in the booth, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I ain't for the floof, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I ain't for the floof, what?
1: Curren$y] Uh, scrapers in the city, on the 57 Chevy chrome, suspension switcher LS engine, bitches came the interior pot, stir it up, fumes got her tearing up '79 Malibu, mash down the If them niggas really race, bring the bag through Came through in the space coupe, new Umbrellas in the door, galaxy in the in the booth, sharks after the loot Be cool, muhfucker, ain't nobody you Goin' the money at, came back with all that bitch gave my niggas the treasure map We know where it's at, muhfucker, forget a For twice what you pay, homeboy, you get it back We could a private plane like a taxi cab Crib with extended and a heli-pad, bitch
Problem] I'm loose, lil' bitch, getting loose I don't wanna the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah I'm getting loose, young nigga, getting I ain't going for the floof, getting in the booth, yeah I'm getting loose, lil' bitch, loose I don't wanna know the truth, got in my roof, yeah I'm getting loose, young nigga, loose I ain't going for the floof, getting in the booth, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I ain't for the floof, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I ain't going for the floof,
[Verse 2: Wiz Bars in the hook's all it took We don't ask questions, we wrote the book This way better than it look You ain't gonna get to on foot Got these other rap shook 10 years, ain't miss by a You could drop shit in his whip, not in Proceed with care, the set trees in the air No need for VIP passes, my whole in the clear VS in all our pieces, try to call our phone, reach us We probably out the country or weed up, playing FIFA And my cars is decent, some of 'em older, recent my keys in, this one for today You see a new one this weekend, on gang
[Chorus: I'm getting loose, lil' bitch, loose I don't wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, I'm getting loose, young nigga, getting I going for the floof, getting head in the booth, yeah I'm loose, lil' bitch, getting loose I don't know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah I'm getting loose, young nigga, getting I ain't going for the floof, head in the booth, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, shit, I ain't for the floof, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now way, I going for the floof, what?