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Shit change, bitches change, niggas change. We never change, we never change. Shit change, bitches change, niggas change. We never change, never change.
Cruzin down the street, real slow. Rolex hanging out the win-dow. Boys smell like hella weed, shiit. Try telling me something that I don't know. Front of my crib looking like a car show.
[Currensy:]. Yo, Jet Life. This Spitta. Ya'll know I ain't saying nan crack, no soap. Let me get out Roddy way & let him do his thing. Feel me?. . I called in a professional! Here's a professional let me move.
Countin' money while my bitchy sleep. I countin' money til my niggas vie. Countin' money while my bitchy sleep. I countin' money til my niggas zip. . Related.
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Uh, I got my California green and my New York bitch. My new car clean, you should see that bit. Jet Life do they thing, every boss get rich. Bringing ounces, only personal's get lit.
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[Curren$y:]. Hundred counting a hundred stacks with her titties out. I smoke into this 9 foot window, plotting on locking these citys down. I am talking plural more than one town, I got one I need to get.
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Uh, cold bottles, hot nights. Long stories, short flights. My turf be your territory, everybody got a price. Indecent proposal, the money to have people at your disposal.
Uh, daytime lights on. Hell yeah I'm frontin' but you love it. I don't hide bitch, I'm high when I'm in public. Even in my everyday ride I be stuntin'.
I'm puffin, I never get enough in. I never cooked coke up on the stove top but I'm stuffing. These nuts up in the guts of a slut no doubt. But its trapped inside a rubber should I flush that ho out.
Rolled up in a Rolls with a few rolled up. Hoes eyes know real gold. So they chose us for show sluts that go nuts for bucks. But I only copped them hoes doughnuts.
[Featuring: Pharrell]. . [Verse 1: Curren$y]. I know what it's like. To want it all, I was born to ball. Making lamborghini engine sounds pedaling my bike.
[Featuring: Pharrell]. . [Verse 1: Curren$y]. I know what it's like. To want it all, I was born to ball. Making lamborghini engine sounds pedaling my bike.
Out here there are no stars. Out here we are stoned. Chandeliers in the ceiling. Remind her of the time, that she was dealing with a. Nigga on the grind, trying to get a billion.
Never half ass, only get the dopest from me. Rollin with the homie Ski. My dog Fatts, LBC. . Even if the pot was to drop and break. Fiends'll still pay top dollar for the shake flakes.
And I'm a Nike Head My car entice the Feds. My bitches Porno-Bred. you countin corny bread. I slice a G-loaf can cop a speedboat. Can't sing but they know Spitta holding C-notes.
[Curren$y:]. This jet life, don't scrub, you blot that. Flow runs in the porsche, I'm out front and got my top back. Label me a author, forefounder of lifestyle rap.