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[Verse 1: Curren$y] Curren$y a made nigga, I ain't gotta say shit If you don't know much about me, you can go and ask ya bitch She gon' tell you I was raised in the ways of a pimp And occasionally she come to my place to get that dick Now I'm movin' in my Chevy with a loaded four-fifth Nigga shoes untied, so sometimes they might trip Talkin' outside of ya head only get ya head split Find yo' ass under a tree like a Santa Claus gift Never slippin', rims spinnin' whennI'm dippin through these streets With my nigga Mack Main out the fuckin' Seventeenth And homie it ain't a thing if you feel you want beef Need some iron in ya thighs, you can holla at me Bullets hit ya in ya… [Chorus] [Right to left to uppercut to roundhouse Step] [Verse 2: Mack Maine] See I'm addicted to money, I'm in love with that lean I'm addicted to mackin', I'm addicted to green I be smokin' that potent, come from way overseas I be all in the trap discussing prices with Gs From Memorial Day catch me on South Beach Shootin' game to a diva, runnin' my mouth piece I'm the pulse in the hood, I'm the heart of the streets I'm a underground king, welcome home, Pimp C See I'ma rock with you, mami, if you fuckin' for free See you gon' get you, and baby, I'ma get me We be all in the kitchen, we be switchin' positions Now mami sit back and let the hook tell you Just listen, we go