currensy – luxury sport lyrics
[verse 1: curren$y]
enough n-gg-s talk sh-t, jet n-gg-s talk rich
buy another crib, park another drop-top in front of
that b-tch
f-ck a b-tch, any b-tch, who you want? take your pick
but you gonn’ have to take your time, baby trying to
take ya sh-t
fool, take advice from your n-gg-
an og been-through-it veteran in a ‘vette
chevy man racing slicks, andretti got your girlfriend
track side taking flicks
champagne rain on the winner’s circle: this is it
yeah man, you would think we was slanging ‘caine out
this thang
the only thing dope is the rhymes
quotes be as strong as c-ke lines, man
no seat on the jet, that’s a crying shame
fool, i could show the ropes to a blind man
straight triple-o like a thousand
don’t talk down on jets round my dogs
them n-gg-s ain’t peaceful as me, not at all
saw me through the struggle, they love seein’ me ball
you try to stop the rise, they’ll cause you to fall
mind playing tricks on me
gheyto boys while my rich girl twist for me
elbows on that cadillac with wrists, homie
double-parked, got my girl pulling chickens for me
no charge like my cell phone quit on me
flight closed, sugar mamas they be trickin’ on me
sosa say, “listen, tony, don’t ever try to f-ck ’em”
you see how they done him, couldn’t outrun ’em
even though security cameras saw it comin’
might flirt with a girl but i’m married to the money
yellow gold wedding band: i’m a proud husband
runnin’…
[verse 2: sir michael rocks]
my d-o-gs the g-o-ds
we know the evil that ego brings
i’m sitting at the round table, let us see no feast
and if you ain’t a live n-gg-, then you won’t eat
i don’t see your piece, your name ain’t on no list
you ain’t sign that lease so man
your name ain’t on no whip
gold chain sw-ngin’, your lady be hangin’ on my d-ck
plain n-gg-s be blaming me, i blame it on the convo
i don’t know, got some van goghs in the condo
she in the streets like pot-holes in chicago
the only time she seem interest is a car note
cause gold-diggers pay attention when you got dough
they say that tommy hilfiger don’t like n-gg-s
i know some n-gg-s i don’t like, so i’m right with’ ya
it’s mister… pause-for-the-picture
my weed smell good like a rose in the swisha
we at the ralph lauren club for lunch
jump out the ‘vette with the functions
gl-ss bowls filled with punch
we peelin’ bills out the wallet
take a pill and [?]
as i step out the crib and get an audience
round of applause for a n-gg- that ball
let’s give a hand to a powerful man
a hand clap to the n-gg- with racks
but we ain’t giving ’em back
stay off the phone like you sending a fax
you gettin’ slapped off the gentleman, jack
we livin’ live:
calvin klein designed the inside of my ride
and a jeep with the brush guard, special deluxe cars
n-gg-s all stepped on so hard
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