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Dream on It Video (MV)




Performed By: Cing Curt
Language: English
Length: 3:29
Written by: Curtis Turner




Cing Curt - Dream on It Lyrics
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Yea
I
I
I
I
I
I
If you tryna play me, y'all a never win
Everybody hatin' I'm tryna get rich
Diamonds shinin'
Fine China on the wrist
With designer on my pants
And designer on my hip
I'm tryna get rich
F*ck around and bet the whole dream on it
F*ck around and bet the whole team on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
Game goes colder than a fridge
(Than a fridge)
Hate goes over like a brim
(Like a...)
Ice wreck ya boat, Titanic
Diamonds shinin'
Fine China on the wrist
Fine China on the wrist
Ain't nothin' but trouble
So I stay on my own
Everyday on my own
Tryna vacate Ohio
Ain't no sayin' "I hope"
They all play with my dough
I been stayin' on hold
Every way that I go
F*ck around and bet the whole 9, tho
I won't fall if they call hit decline, tho
I be makin plays from my iPhone
You know all that play I ain't got time fo'
They just tryna take me out my fly zone
Mad I'm the leader, never follow
She just wanna go where a God go
Shy at first, but she ain't from Chicago
If you tryna play me, y'all a never win
Everybody hatin' I'm tryna get rich
Diamonds shinin'
Fine China on the wrist
With designer on my pants
And designer on my hip
I'm tryna get rich
F*ck around and bet the whole dream on it
F*ck around and bet the whole team on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
Tryna get rich
I'm in my zip
At it again, ice on my wrist
I'm on my shit, up until 6
I been on end, try not to slip
If they all fall, I'm still gon' stand
I been the man, since I was 10
Can't ever quit
Gotta move quick
Cause life's been slow I hit the throttle
For all the times I may not see tomorrow
And you'll never see me going where you all go
I be lonely 'till I'm in Murcielagos
And I be in the stu with the wrist flickin'
While you in yo room with yo bitch missin'
I be makin' tunes, you just tunin' radios, wishin'
You'd do what I do but I ain't got no time for yo feelings
Never
Chain gold, rockin' where the gang go
Independent won't sign with no labels
Cooler than LL in a Kangol
Head to toe I'm dressed in STA clothes
If you tryna play me, y'all a never win
Everybody hatin' I'm tryna get rich
Diamonds shinin'
Fine China on the wrist
With designer on my pants
And designer on my hip
I'm tryna get rich
F*ck around and bet the whole dream on it
F*ck around and bet the whole team on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
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Yea
I
I
I
I
I
I
If you tryna play me, y'all a never win
Everybody hatin' I'm tryna get rich
Diamonds shinin'
Fine China on the wrist
With designer on my pants
And designer on my hip
I'm tryna get rich
F*ck around and bet the whole dream on it
F*ck around and bet the whole team on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
Game goes colder than a fridge
(Than a fridge)
Hate goes over like a brim
(Like a...)
Ice wreck ya boat, Titanic
Diamonds shinin'
Fine China on the wrist
Fine China on the wrist
Ain't nothin' but trouble
So I stay on my own
Everyday on my own
Tryna vacate Ohio
Ain't no sayin' "I hope"
They all play with my dough
I been stayin' on hold
Every way that I go
F*ck around and bet the whole 9, tho
I won't fall if they call hit decline, tho
I be makin plays from my iPhone
You know all that play I ain't got time fo'
They just tryna take me out my fly zone
Mad I'm the leader, never follow
She just wanna go where a God go
Shy at first, but she ain't from Chicago
If you tryna play me, y'all a never win
Everybody hatin' I'm tryna get rich
Diamonds shinin'
Fine China on the wrist
With designer on my pants
And designer on my hip
I'm tryna get rich
F*ck around and bet the whole dream on it
F*ck around and bet the whole team on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
Tryna get rich
I'm in my zip
At it again, ice on my wrist
I'm on my shit, up until 6
I been on end, try not to slip
If they all fall, I'm still gon' stand
I been the man, since I was 10
Can't ever quit
Gotta move quick
Cause life's been slow I hit the throttle
For all the times I may not see tomorrow
And you'll never see me going where you all go
I be lonely 'till I'm in Murcielagos
And I be in the stu with the wrist flickin'
While you in yo room with yo bitch missin'
I be makin' tunes, you just tunin' radios, wishin'
You'd do what I do but I ain't got no time for yo feelings
Never
Chain gold, rockin' where the gang go
Independent won't sign with no labels
Cooler than LL in a Kangol
Head to toe I'm dressed in STA clothes
If you tryna play me, y'all a never win
Everybody hatin' I'm tryna get rich
Diamonds shinin'
Fine China on the wrist
With designer on my pants
And designer on my hip
I'm tryna get rich
F*ck around and bet the whole dream on it
F*ck around and bet the whole team on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
F*ck around and bet the whole thing on it
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Writer: Curtis Turner
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