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Aldivino - Curb Candy Pt 2 Lyrics

[Intro: al.divino]
Sh-know I mean?
I need another one, man (Ching)
I need anoth—, another bankroll, man
Ayo (Fuck you thought?)

[Verse 1: al.divino]
Ayo, the BOA buster, Bernie Madoff
Cut the cake moss (Ay!)
[?] baseball (Word?)
Swing like it's the World Series game off (Bling)
Like your chain involved, get busy
Semi from Kissimmee, hit ’em, he did the Bernie dance (Oh)
Diddy bop, Perc 30 mil (Dough)
Rants in France, burnin' in saran wrap, Afghanistan gat in your grill (Bing-bing)
[?] (Bing!)
The plan was to get rich ratchet, advance how you rap, let alone rat on your mans (How?)
Stab 'em in the same back, you said you had us like fam (Huh?)
They think we got lucky ’cause the pokerface worked [?] (You ain't know)
Then the bag came
Ayo, then another bag came
Hustle for my last name
Some got a gift, get you stuck like you missed the last train (Fuck)
This that— (Aha), this that pain that make the champagne taste better (Swoop)
.380 in the waist, it's whatever, man (It's whatever, man)
It's whatever (You heard? Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
[Interlude: Estee Nack]
Yo, it's whatever, son, ayo
Oye (Yeah!)

[Verse 2: Estee Nack]
Civil rights and block wars
Pay the prices, we light shit up and spray devices (Brrt)
Take it there where niggas is layin' lifeless, preciseness (Snipers)
Play the right strip, lightin' piff, I display the niceness (Smokin’)
Fuck around, I gave ’em a major crisis (Woah!)
Righteous, not religous (Nah)
Surpass any type of limits, niggas infinite-option livin' (Got it all, son!)
Unforgivin’, real block submittin' (Aha)
Rock you with or without boxin' mittens (Rock you)
Rise a spliff in the air, warlock suggestin' sorcerous
Saran wrap, sauce is sorta from Baghdad, Baltimore Oriole
Fortune cookie, snap crack, blast, heard the coroner (Woop)
Walkin’ down a black corridor (I'm out)
Survive Battle-class, a warrior (Bing-bing-bing-bing)
Watch 'em hoppin' out the choppa, victorious and glorious
Glamour fist, hammerfish (Aha)
Audi colour was amethyst (Skrrt)
Multi-coloured Maserati, make manuscripts
Beat your mans up and his bitch (Toma, toma)
Callin' niggas who usin' wild adjectives, zionist, attractin' the ticket
World is on my shoulders like it's Jiminy Cricket (It's mine)
But I ain't tellin' lies to gettin' recognized, I'm makin' sure the revolution get televised (Watch it)
In the mean time schemin' and sellin' pints (Aha)
Don't let your dreams die (No!)
Too many drugs, my brain deep fried, nigga
[Outro]
I mean all them beats is hard (Woah)