
Ice Cold Berner & Curren$y
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[Verse 1: Curren$y]
In the '62 Impala, got the motor out a 2013 Corvette
Slidin’ like it got church socks on
Slide like the motherfucking tires are wet
All about a check in the GPS
Hustle hard, gotta treat yourself
You deserve the best
Move with a boss bitch and I curve the rest
Took a lil' bit of loss and I gained some wealth
That's game in your radius
Homeboy, I’m always 'round some player shit
Trampoline for the green, made paper flip
Never change, just increase my house shopping price range
Addicted to nice things
I'm kind of proud of it, though I'm kind of ashamed
Fresh from the plane to some unreleased strains
Uncharted terrain, I'm floating again, man
[Chorus: Curren$y]
I'm floating again, man, ice cold champagne
Hot nights underneath the city lights
I'm floating again, man, ice cold champagne
Remember life, what it used to be like
I'm floating again, man, ice cold champagne
I’m floating again, man, ice cold champagne
From the planes to some unreleased strains
In the '62 Impala, got the motor out a 2013 Corvette
Slidin’ like it got church socks on
Slide like the motherfucking tires are wet
All about a check in the GPS
Hustle hard, gotta treat yourself
You deserve the best
Move with a boss bitch and I curve the rest
Took a lil' bit of loss and I gained some wealth
That's game in your radius
Homeboy, I’m always 'round some player shit
Trampoline for the green, made paper flip
Never change, just increase my house shopping price range
Addicted to nice things
I'm kind of proud of it, though I'm kind of ashamed
Fresh from the plane to some unreleased strains
Uncharted terrain, I'm floating again, man
[Chorus: Curren$y]
I'm floating again, man, ice cold champagne
Hot nights underneath the city lights
I'm floating again, man, ice cold champagne
Remember life, what it used to be like
I'm floating again, man, ice cold champagne
I’m floating again, man, ice cold champagne
From the planes to some unreleased strains
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