10 G’s (Remix) Curren$y (Ft. Birdman & Gunplay)

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[Intro: Curren$y]
Let's all be millionaires

[Chorus: Curren$y]
I can take ten G's, and make twenty more ten G's with that
I can take ten G's, and make twenty more ten G's with that
I can take ten G's, and make twenty more ten G's with that
I can take ten G's, and make twenty more ten G's with that
I can take ten G's, and make twenty more ten G's with that
I can take ten G's, and make twenty more ten G's with that
I can take ten G's, and make twenty more ten G's with that
I can take ten G's, and make twenty more ten G's with that

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
I'm still at it, they still mad
Her friends hated, but I still smashed
She went braggin' how much fun she had
And now them hoes wanna roll, but that jet done passed
Steak and shrimp on the plane 'til it's 'bout to land
Learn to correctly say the name of where I really am
Buyin' antiques, foreign lamps
Passport, stamps on every page
Old head paper like Zig-Zags, bitch I've been paid
New Benjamins, Raw wraps, cones to the dome
Lone Ranger park the Range on the range
Countin' twenty G's in my D-boy stance
Rap like keys, open vaults to the racks
Niggas like me want all of that, and some mo' of that
Go on and show me where they store it at (go on)
Let's all be millionaires
I heard they got a whole lot of shit in there