
There Go The Man (Andretti 12/30) Curren$y (Ft. Fendi P)
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[Intro: Curren$y]
Yup
Yup
Life
Life
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[Hook: Curren$y]
Now when they see me they say there go the man
There go the man
There go the man
Now when they see me they say there go the man
There go the man
There go the man
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Hop out my car, with a house on my hand
Rolex dripping Fiji, when I wipe off my pants
Last night when you seen me we was after them bands
This morning when you seen us we was trappin again
Parked the orange Diablo in the back of the lab
Drop bangers with Fiend and then we slangin with Slab
Wings extended with it, what you want you can have
Watch me whip them all singing outta this notepad
Drop musical cocaine, what you want you can have
Want that regular shit, you in the wrong place for that
Pockets on fat, they never going flat
I was broke before and I'm never going back
They could never know the stone cold facts
His whole family rat, she probably gon' crack
Pulled up in a Benz, pulled off in a 'Lac
My hands startin to itch, I need to count scratch
Yup
Yup
Life
Life
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[Hook: Curren$y]
Now when they see me they say there go the man
There go the man
There go the man
Now when they see me they say there go the man
There go the man
There go the man
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Hop out my car, with a house on my hand
Rolex dripping Fiji, when I wipe off my pants
Last night when you seen me we was after them bands
This morning when you seen us we was trappin again
Parked the orange Diablo in the back of the lab
Drop bangers with Fiend and then we slangin with Slab
Wings extended with it, what you want you can have
Watch me whip them all singing outta this notepad
Drop musical cocaine, what you want you can have
Want that regular shit, you in the wrong place for that
Pockets on fat, they never going flat
I was broke before and I'm never going back
They could never know the stone cold facts
His whole family rat, she probably gon' crack
Pulled up in a Benz, pulled off in a 'Lac
My hands startin to itch, I need to count scratch
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