Curly Q - Get Sum'o

(Intro)

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Q
79 shit
Ooowee
JI Beats
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{Verse 1}

Gold cigarillo hug the weed that I'm smokin
Posted in the van with my nigs and we chokin
Later meet my baby give the paint a good pokin
Then hit liquor store and of course it ain't open
Man imma get the paper til everything golden
I ain't playin but imma soon I'm tired of being bored
I'm tired of answering phones I'd rather hit ignore
Cuz I'm getting money or I'm fucking like its porn
Alla bout the money now religious people mad
Religious simple minded people you can kiss my ass
And imma blow this kush in front of you n don't pass
How much that book n cross cost all cash (You a)
Fool for the gold but to us we gilded
This ain't for the children this is for the feelin'
That Pimp C candy paint talk do you get it
Money is it you a clown like you It get it


{Bridge}

Aye
Bitch I'm bout my dough
(Bitch I'm bout my dough)
Aye
Bitch I'm bout my dough
(Bitch I'm bout my dough)
And imma get sum'o
(Imma get sum'o)
And imma get sum'o
(Imma get sum'o)
Aye
Bitch I'm bout my dough
(Bitch I'm bout my dough)
Aye
Bitch I'm bout my dough
(Bitch I'm bout my dough)
And imma get sum'o
(Imma get sum'o)
And imma get sum'o
(Imma get sum'o)


{Verse 2}

Trapaholic where I'm from they Peter Pan
Funny fuckers like I meant Peter Griffin
I'm chasin' bands inna van I'm needing more hands
I'm elegant smokin' again while thumbing a grand
You thumb your gram dick in your hand bustin' again
I ain't ever smokin' witchu or none of your friends
I'm smokin' on my lonely with 28 grams
25 woods and I'm still needin' more hands

(Outro)

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(Im Still Needin' more hands)
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79 shit nigga
Au bitch