Thursday Car

(La Musica De Harry Fraud) [hook] My ol' head told me "Kill them bitches" Rollin up while we handle our business I know them haters there, but we ain't trippen Shit, we to busy being them niggas (reapeat 3x) Big money, good weed, and fly bitches [verse 1] High dealings, high ceilings High bitches, high healing Im smoothe, Herringbone over the Oxford We fuckin mobsters, we just cop to cop, fuck it We rape the spot, and drop duckets You hate it, I love it On the Lo', you'd admire me Probably dub it You know how they do Use your own shit and try to play you Haters hate, but im sleep tho Respect, you get 0 Chopped, cold-cut trynna be hero Got the dour for a courteous price My Cali bitch brought 30 on the flight Nigga, Ripley's Believe It or not It'll be gone befor you get off the clock You hustlin minimal caine Throw your work in the air like 'Bron before the game Foamposites, and bucket-hats Designer sweat-pants, and fresh 3's We gave you niggas the blue-print Now ga'head and get fresh B (All that RRL, That Denim & Supply, shit lets not forget Rugby) Now ga'head and get fresh B (My nigga did the Babe, he threw the white on whites on, yall threw y'alls back on) Tahah yeah, ga'head and get fresh B [Hook] [Curren$y/ Verse 2] Back seat cypher Me, my weed, my lighter Pass the weed to my driver My driver like MacGyver Get me in and out of, traffic Where the cash at? Im there in the nick of time of These lil boys ain't rhyming They all kinda trynna be like us So styles, I improvise'em Copy cat niggas, you the box of kitty litter A boss ain't in ya So you takin losses anytime you go against us Bitches get something to remember whenever they vist Swing that corner wit me in that lo-lo, she was hittin switches Now you're dolo, cause she no longer wanna be wit'cha Im out SOHO shoppin Stop, take sum pictures Real recognize the same kind Apes shall never kill another primate Cadillac trucks back to back outside While we inside buying Bape You too broke to fix your face, HANNN [Hook]