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it's curtains - e-40 lyrics

[verse 1: e*40]
everything i do is supersized
[?] preportion [?] thank my daddy for making me
[?] my mama get an abortion
i’m [?] having my change, getting my bread
lucky to be alive, not dead
[?]
[?] head to rest
[?] my worst, i’m at my best
[?] her br**sts
[?] like where’s the rest?
all cash, no checks
california man, it’s [?] on the west
i’m a [?] pay me like a parking meter
molly [?] street sweeper
nine millimeter, showstopper like derik jeter
the coke that i cook h*lla loud like a club speaker
[?] they can’t believe they eyes
[?] 36 had [?] extra 5
zips over here, real spill
got them gun sk!lls like a navy seel
b*tch!

[chorus ?]
walk up in [?]
phone going crazy, it’s [?]
[?]
when i hit the block, it’s curtains
i got a quater, half [?]
it’s curtains
zip, knock, brick
it’s curtains
[?]
it’s curtains
zip, nock, brick
it’s curtains
[verse 2 ? & e*40]
who that be, man?
that’s the n*gga [?]
front row, right back, ride with my family
but y’all cats know, i ain’t no weirdo
yeah i’m still off in the gang with my gloves off, ho
[?] in my jeans, riding with my team
late night shift, my lil n*ggas off the lean
cream is the theme, that [?]
[?] my way, man, you can hang from a string
we don’t do no talking, [?] know we run the block
like my n*gga just said, don’t get molly [?]
the pimpin, the pimpin, the pimpin, pimpin don’t stop
from cali to [?], them n*ggas all about they gwop
we checking, we checking, we checking the stats
[?]
you cuffing the [?]
[?] buffing the batch
[?] dough in the bag
b*tch!

[chorus ?]
walk up in [?]
phone going crazy, it’s [?]
[?]
when i hit the block, it’s curtains
i got a quater, half [?]
it’s curtains
zip, knock, brick
it’s curtains
[?]
it’s curtains
zip, nock, brick
it’s curtains
[verse 3 ?]
i’m baking, balling, never failing, never falling
used to crawl but now i’m walking
your darling keep calling
she text me to call her back, i told her “text is fine”
i got h*lla sh*t to do, and i ain’t got no time
she wanna bone, but my time is valuable
so i charged the b*tch, like ryno
hit the mall, then i spent like a syclone
her head game crazy, she a psycho
i ain’t a pimp, just a hustler with an abundance of women
i don’t forse them to do sh*t, ’cause i ain’t into sinning
i’m winning, wondering what you can add to my pockets
i got b’s on me, i’m pallen
[?] and i’m turnt up like car keys
bad b*tch on her knees, ’bout to [?]
[?] and turnt up like car keys
bad b*tch on her knees, ’bout to [?]

- e 40 lyrics

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