Текст песни All Wit My Hands - Curren$y
Porsches,
Lambs,
all
with
my
hands
Mansions
expand,
haters
don't
understand
All
the
work
I
was
putting
in
Now
it's
raining
bricks
Nigga
please,
I'm
a
G,
you
a
sucka
Baby
look
at
me
and
tell
me
what
you
in
this
truck
for
$pitta
brings
Chevys
out
all
summer
Winter
I'm
a
slam
in
the
H1
Hummer
95
Air
Max,
dope
runners
Shows
every
night,
hella
racks,
doing
numbers
Homie
asks
where
y'all
was
at
when
it
was
struggling
You
was
playing
the
back,
you
was
hiding
from
it
You
ain't
want
nothing,
now
you
got
nothing
While
I'm
smoking
on
an
onion,
counting
something
Out
yacht
shopping,
boat
hunting,
car
lot
copping
Call
me
if
you
want
something
Porsches,
Lambs,
all
with
my
hands
Mansions
expand,
haters
don't
understand
You
ain't
notice
all
the
work
I
was
putting
in
Underground
in
the
kitchen,
now
it's
raining
bricks
Hoe
what?
I'm
out
your
league
Smoking
dolo,
don't
come
talking
to
me
Focused
on
money,
baby
I
can't
see
No
future
in
we,
mama
we
can't
be
Pledge
allegiance
to
garden
green
THC
in
the
oxygen
that
I
breathe
New
Year's
Eve
is
choppers
by
the
trees
Bring
it
in
safe,
please
you
know
how
it
be
Realer
than
TV,
listen
to
OG's
Stack
dope
before
me
then
passed
down
rollies
To
new
breeds,
this
tradition
What
have
you
been
in?
Motherfucker
you
don't
know
me,
you
kiddin'
Porsches,
Lambs,
all
with
my
hands
Mansions
expand,
haters
don't
understand
You
ain't
notice
all
the
work
I
was
putting
in
Underground
in
the
kitchen,
now
it's
raining
bricks
1 Drive By (feat. Future)
2 Everywhere
3 Speed
4 Winning
5 Cruzin...
6 Boulders
7 All Wit My Hands
8 The Game
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