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Curren$y

On The Clock

 

On The Clock

(album: Andretti 10/30 - 2016)


[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

[?:]
And no I don't take a day off
Balling like my niggas in the playoff
Lean and [?]
I'm dripping steak sauce
Oh that's your baby mama
Nigga you still a little boy
Trapping hella hard up like Adderalls
[?] 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 sold 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 [?] 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 and ask for show
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, [?] short on [?]
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
Some glimpse of some real pimps
Taught yo bitch how to crack lobster
Showed how bitch how to peel shrimp

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

done

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