Curren$y and Harry Fraud - Black Point Boat Launch

(La Musica de Harry Fraud)
Yeah
Keep the E in it, Shelf is on
Smoke weed in it
Oh, don't post me in your pictures
You can keep a secret with you always
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Exit to the Hibachi grill they was watching still
600 Mercedes SL, we knock your pocket here
Of course, I pulled up mega high
She get butterflies whenever she see my car outside
She was down for me when I was on the next in line
So when I stepped in the mine
Of course, I upgraded, I shined
Game I only laid once, not a second time
Stayed on our mind rent free living, it's just me chillin'
Can't believe I'm this low key and worked all these millions
Many men that wish death on they friends envious of a position
That's his dawg, but he still killed him
Shit was wrong but if he ran down the F to you, you might feel 'em
Shit wicked, so is everything occasionally, she's seen without HER wedding ring
Terrible thing, pretty little-
In the big city, smack dab in the middle

(What do you got here?)
(That was delivered by a messenger this morning)
(What's this about?)
Yeah (he's here)
(You're a wizard, Harry)

Uh
Palisades, barricades, hand grenades, gray Mercedes
Narrow escape, money made living large, growing gray
As a youngin', my experiences were beyond my age
Era episode five seasons straight
Another one for my display case, we drive them cars
Make no sense to chase, just let us play
We stayin' out y'all way
No big payday for fools who play it safe
Residue like when a chalkboard is erased, powdery trace
We out of space, me in the club, you suckers out of place
So many stones in the face, so many hoes in one place
Make a sucker nigga heart race
You're looking at a boss in his normal state
Getting barges off at an alarming rate

Written by:
Rory William Quigley, Shante Scott Franklin

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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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