Curren$y - Dogs In The Reservoir lyrics

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Curren$y - Dogs In The Reservoir lyrics

[Curren$y:] I’m with you bro [?] Yeah Yup Yup Yup Life Cruising in my 30’s best shape of my life Michelin S jersey, some light ice Micro pendant, VV’s in it this Jet Life Can’t complain about a thing cause my sh** nice Switch lanes like J and Jermaine Gunning through red lights New Orleans to the Alaskan turnpike All night ’til we get it right Recount it again down to the last cent I got plans to be bigger than I already am Jet Life radio 420 fm tuned in Cause they know that Imma hit ’em with that cool sh** Post a pic of my new kicks on outfit grid You could run up on us and you get out did Might get laid down like them stick up kids Gotta [?] listen to gangsta Gibbs Straight player [?] on how I live Peep how I slid Like Karate Kid Daniel son Car stunts drop tops in the sun Bout to split like a blunt but I don’t smoke them I got a cone full of funk from Dr. Greenthumb Roll one up you sleep son Can’t puff with the G’s son, you better leave son Clouds of weed is all we breathing Money to the ceiling all we seeing A G all my life you wouldn’t know the feeling Yeah East side on mine The jeans The jeans fit With Spider Man with the Marvel comics n***a Yeah Money I know how much this sh** costs I was like this b**h Wacko The I seen you on Can*l Street in a Bentley You was like b**h I’m going to Houston tomorrow Blew my brains out It was like you told me you was going to f**ing Bermuda That b**h Wacko like I’m going to Houston tomorrow I was like f** this b**h Wacko going to f**ing Houston tomorrow n***a Pffff The Spider Man Ecko jean jacket my n***a Its like a 500 dollar jean fit [Wacko:] Rose gold [?] with the boogers in it Dress sh** two tone wraith with the fully in it Six chains balling like k**ah Stone woulda did it Low ride the 6-2-tre like Tooki in it Raw paper filled with a whole lot of cookie in it Spitta built an empire like Luscious and Cookie did it And y’all don’t know the half of the sh** that it took to get it You gotta put your heart in this sh** if you’re trying to live it Been rocking thousand dollar jeans before Ball Man Red Market throwback jersey with the Jordans Black Aston Martin young balling like Harden On the tour bus blowing, writing rhymes on the walkman Dodging all the [?] cause they get wilder than Tarzan I been focused on that paper since BBD made Poison Cause I’m trying to feed the homeless and break some bread with the orphans The son of Abraham and its got me feeling important