Tha God Fahim & Your Old Droog
Bull Market
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[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
Check me, uh
It's family always and forever
What's the forecast? It's hot outside
Won't stop from making cheddar
I say my prayers, hope to make it better
No matter the conditions, I'ma excel
We birds of different feathers
Can't go out in dishonor; integrity is chosen
I do what I'm supposed to
Feel like this was preordained, I seen it comin'
You thought that I wouldn't see change, 'cause you was frontin' on the low
Big steppin' with weapons, I keep 'em on the low
I keep a certain type of glow to keep up with the flow
I get to bouncin' over lovely sonics
The way I'm stockin' up is dеmonic
My whip go past you like The Chronic
My Yacht-Master Rolеx is Oystersteel and platinum
Cologne by Clive Christian and the Mercedes be a black one
Hit the acceleration pedal, you know what's happenin'
This is war, it's more than just rappin'
[Verse 2: Your Old Droog]
[Outro: Sample]
Each day, it moves a billion and a half dollars in currencies from thirty different countries
Basically, what we do is we buy and sell currencies against the dollar. We do it both for our own account, and for the account of our customers. The key feature here is speed, trying to follow what's going on in the international market, so that we can anticipate and catch trends as they occur