Smoke Sum’n - Curren$y
歌曲信息
歌曲名:Smoke Sum’n
歌手:Curren$y
所属专辑:Verde Terrace (Mixtape)
发行时间:2011-08-25
介绍:《Smoke Sum’n - Curren$y》Curren$y & Curren$y演唱的歌曲,由未知作词、未知作曲。
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Smoke Sum’n - Curren$y 文本歌词
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show
But I ain't steppin on the stage until they
Count up all my cash flow
Oh man, then your man's going Twilight Zone
Wantin' to be left alone, again at home, listen to Soulja Slim
I spread that dough out, rolling pin, slice it up
With my closest friends as the grimey globe spins, I'm riding
Trying to keep dirt off my rims and my name
Out'chea stay poppin up at the red carpet
My green Tahoe, with my Las Vegas b**ch and one of your hoes
Highed up, I like what she working with, that's why we hired her
We put her on the set, tattoo calligarphy love the Jets
Love and respect, we passing you the f**k up
Ain't passing you none of my bud
That's why you standing 'round us bruh!
Are you accounted for?
Who brung you? You don't speak the code bro
Yo slick tongue done hung you
You walking down the aisle with the same b**ches we run through
I'm in the bank line, empire, I build this for us to eat
Inside is the lunch room, outside is looking wild and hungry fool
Shut the door so they don't see us light a joint or two.
Got stopped in the mall the other day
I heard a call from the other way
Where I just came from, some ni**a was saying something
Talking about smoking something.
Got stopped in the mall the other day
I heard a call from the other way
Where I just came from, some b**ches was saying something
Talking about smoking something.
Let me gon' light me one up for all my trouble
I'm chillin with this b**ch who think we make the perfect couple
But she trippin, I'm sippin on some bubbly with no bubbles
It's me, that's who, I put this sh*t together like puzzles
I'm puzzled: is it me or niggas is lame?
You're coward-hearted, yellow, lemon merengue
I'm about to change my name from "Dwayne" to "Deranged"
To be a billionaire I got a shot like Danny Ainge
My gang wear red, your b**ch a air head
But I still break her off like a f**kin chair leg
And Tunechi, ya heard me, you don't deserve me
Swag so sick so injury reserve me
I'm the God, I should be rapping in a turban
But knowing me, I'll prolly ollie up the curb
Then grind down the rail only with my tail
Pause.
But I ain't steppin on the stage until they
Count up all my cash flow
Oh man, then your man's going Twilight Zone
Wantin' to be left alone, again at home, listen to Soulja Slim
I spread that dough out, rolling pin, slice it up
With my closest friends as the grimey globe spins, I'm riding
Trying to keep dirt off my rims and my name
Out'chea stay poppin up at the red carpet
My green Tahoe, with my Las Vegas b**ch and one of your hoes
Highed up, I like what she working with, that's why we hired her
We put her on the set, tattoo calligarphy love the Jets
Love and respect, we passing you the f**k up
Ain't passing you none of my bud
That's why you standing 'round us bruh!
Are you accounted for?
Who brung you? You don't speak the code bro
Yo slick tongue done hung you
You walking down the aisle with the same b**ches we run through
I'm in the bank line, empire, I build this for us to eat
Inside is the lunch room, outside is looking wild and hungry fool
Shut the door so they don't see us light a joint or two.
Got stopped in the mall the other day
I heard a call from the other way
Where I just came from, some ni**a was saying something
Talking about smoking something.
Got stopped in the mall the other day
I heard a call from the other way
Where I just came from, some b**ches was saying something
Talking about smoking something.
Let me gon' light me one up for all my trouble
I'm chillin with this b**ch who think we make the perfect couple
But she trippin, I'm sippin on some bubbly with no bubbles
It's me, that's who, I put this sh*t together like puzzles
I'm puzzled: is it me or niggas is lame?
You're coward-hearted, yellow, lemon merengue
I'm about to change my name from "Dwayne" to "Deranged"
To be a billionaire I got a shot like Danny Ainge
My gang wear red, your b**ch a air head
But I still break her off like a f**kin chair leg
And Tunechi, ya heard me, you don't deserve me
Swag so sick so injury reserve me
I'm the God, I should be rapping in a turban
But knowing me, I'll prolly ollie up the curb
Then grind down the rail only with my tail
Pause.
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Got my b**ch she shot gun A pizza and a cola While she play her position in the mirror watching them rollers And I'm smoking the potent Driving roasted like it'
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