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Currensy, Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist – Tapatio Lyrics


Currensy, Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist – Tapatio Lyrics

Tapatio by , Freddie Gibbs & .

[Intro – Currensy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1 – Currensy]
It’s like diving out the plane
Once that music hit our veins
Tins of Rose Champagne
Mascara telling tale
Revealing her pain
She smiling at the same time
She so high
We could live forever tonight
They’ll never catch us, we’ll never die
If you ain’t scared to fly, it’s raining outside
Ralph Lauren, duck boots, will suffice, sliding high
Anita Baker serenaded my drive
Counted my first million dollars and I couldn’t blink my eyes
Nowadays I’m used to it, I be smoking while I do it
Crops is popping ’cause I grew it
On the flight, I’m acting stewardess
Writing the truest ’cause I actually do this s–t
Who it is

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You take some bleach, never take it all
And what you get
They won’t even want to get you
Police warrant, but guys get paid to shelf here
Everybody wants to get it, too
But if we do get a lot, no matter what, show you what you got to lose

[Intro 2 – Freddie Gibbs]
Know what I’m saying
Can’t drink, I’m just gone dribble on this muh f—a right quick
Ya dig?

[Verse 2 – Freddie Gibbs]
Ay yo, Bentley leather ready red
I do it like a Jill
She don’t think the sex come with head?
I dodge a b—h like Neo
P—y you ain’t thugging, you Huxstable n—a, you a Theo
Pyrex vision, pot got me piping hot, n—a, Tapatio
Me and Diego move like Frankie White and Cesar Leo
It’s more than just choosing your fingers up, and you deep with us
You ain’t eat with us, you ain’t sleep with us
Must of shot .223 with us
Pack ran outta Ack, n—a
You ain’t never fiend for that lean with us
It was stomach aches, heartbreaks
Warrants off the missed court dates
Eviction notice, ’bout to call the county
Said the rent about a million months late
White s–t, now that’s the type s–t
That put a n—a in a murder mindstate
Roll a blunt and lace it with the girl
Got a n—a zooted in another world
Got the Toni Tone on the desktop
Like a Mac Pro
Mom and pop ain’t really have the job to get me Lego blocks
So, I stacked dough
I always tell my n—a Mac council
Seen a one hundred thousand on the trap flo
Got the strippers in here busting packs down, blow her back down
She a trap hoe
Got the shooters at the front and back do
Yeah, yeah

Produced By: The Alchemist


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