[Intro:] Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets, I lust 'em Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets and Leer Jets Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets, I lust 'em Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets and Leer Jets
[Verse 1: Curren$y] I whip a Z06 fat on the Crescent City connection Tee tops off the roof, safety of the weapon Politics for politicians legislative reppin' Discussing buying property to make 'em feel my presence All over this bitch, the small world that it is Niggas is slipping and Spitta steady gaining position Buddy about his business, '08 in the brakes Lamborghini season we personalize the plates Looking down on the States from gulf streams away 30, 000 feet like my last classic tape Cranberry splashes with bub in the glasses That's my Mimosa so we call it a fly Sosa Bitches long lashes, big titties and fat asses Bottoms up the same way I cut 'em when I smash 'em Play the cut with a orange streak striped jacket, uhh Mets fitted, my Pat Ewing's is vintage Buddy I'm a mad man so fly the image Holy Grail, many men failed tryna get it Hot Spitta is present, success is destined Read the same script as Will Smith, I Am Legend Ain't no messing with the set that I'm repping Jets fly high, drop fire where you steppin' Play the lowrider for the days of my West End That Impala dancing like Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
[Hook: Curren$y] Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets, I lust 'em Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets and Leer Jets Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets, I lust 'em Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets and Leer Jets
[Verse 2: Fiend] I'm cooler than most Socialize with folks Cause and bloods LK's, GD's, VL's and Thugs Some pompous some addicted to drugs Is you buying or selling? Is you lying or telling? Felons, remember Scott told me to lean back Before I heard red marlboro snitching a G pass Obviously with Jones right there where the fiends at Man Spitta told me this year he doing Lamborghini's I just wanna pull a Sam and buck fifty, believe me I see the cash in my sleep like a baby do angels Wake up, it's not there and it's painful Harsh reality, dark, high gotta make that salary It's like the Vick soul be after me 20 thousand for the chain to get you mad at me I plow a hole in ya girl, now she nagging me Ya man ain't bad as me It might seem like I'm rambling But really I'm scrambling Like Drew Brees On some new endeavors to get some new cheese, new sleeves And some thousand dollar britches New shoes can't forget the collar, holler at the bitches
[Hook: Curren$y] Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets, I lust 'em Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets and Leer Jets Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets, I lust 'em Raps I bust 'em Problems with my life, don't discuss 'em Coupes and Leer Jets and Leer JetsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
