Denzel Curry - SPEEDBOAT (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Denzel Curry - SPEEDBOAT (en) Lyrics
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I went from stickin' pennies in the
jar to offshore bank accounts
See me and my conglomerates
is lucrative
I'm talkin' big money, big
chains, big guns, nigga
More power
Big talk, speedboat (Speedboat)
Pray to God I don't get
repoed (Repoed)
Didn't go to college for
a free throw (Swish)
People gettin' killed through
the peephole (Blah)
Have your money up before
you go to war (Hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (Hmm)
My dawg didn't make it to 21,
so I gotta make it past 24
Put a red beam to your
head like Arby's
Either go to school, go
to jail or the army
Keep a close eye on the
things tryna harm me
Warn me if anybody try to swarm me, uh
Invest in a rock and a Rottweiler
Pile up hella stacks when
the bills pile up
Dollar is the only way
to get the style up
Riled up 'cause you motherfuckers
used the dial up
My dawg is gone and the result
is to have my teflon
Christian Dior and the fashion beyond
Talkin' Polo, call me Polow da Don
Throw some Ds on the thong
I got hella keys in the phone
I put hella Gs in the vault
It took only three to assault, damn
Jesus, please deliver us from evil
Please pray over all my people
What you see in life's illegal
I don't wanna use my Desert Eagle
Pourin' out scotch
Gas, all in my brain, it
fumigating my thoughts
Thinking 'bout intricate plots
To get out the hood, that's
when I started to jot
Not given the opportunity to
let the devil ruin me, no
Even though the jewelry froze,
ice cubes get Deeboed
Word on the street, everything heat
Everything hot boy, Texas Pete
Pulled up in a Lexus and a Jeep
All black, no tag, time for the sweep
Too many guns, too many sons
Lost in the river of blood
in these streets
Master of none, pastors and nuns
Let's bow our heads for the ceremony
I don't wanna use my desert eagle
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