Curren$y - Still Lyrics
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Still
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What Are The Lyrics For Still By Curren$y?
About to land chances on suckers houses
Homey come about it that side shit You call your girl crib in the bed while she bumping my shit You mad I'm at the crib cutting open vacuum bags Pouring some of that potent for the true smoking shit my homey head Last time I was in Cali told him he had to send me that Ship it to the city, so I could mess some ? with them mama Tell them hit some of this sticky with me Just being rhymey make her slippery, sexy pajamas when she visit me Her friends fall through, with louder that, over talking, baller stalking Search for eye contact so they could double back and ass G When I have some time free, but honestly Building this empire taking a lot of me It will be worth it though, she good right now you found my lighter And my grinding had to be perfect yo And it's still, and it's still jets central motherfucker And I stand here, get up from the feet up Paper on my mind, my chick scrolling that weed up Baby smoke it up, I ain't tripping I just read up She thought real niggers was dead I made her a believer Now she us, we a different breed Come planning from a different species, young ? to keep it My life is like a movie but I'm living out the scenes I'm pulling x for the Rex I'm all about the cream By any means a hustling scheme will fulfill my dreams A better living fatter pockets, prettier women Super sticky weed I'm puffing late up in the villa South east suite metro post smoking and chilling Waiting on my bitch to come through with some more killer Hit her with the Deals she in love with the villain But my mind focus on writing raps and chopping spittas Can I get a witness to this G shit that I'm spitting Will, it's still, it's still, jet central motherfucking OK, girl, where shall I begin? I told her about my lifestyle she said I'm all in She say most niggers change you ain't nothing like them So I got her high as hill, I'm talking the butter rim But I never cared, mama blow it in the wind Ain't too much changed since back then But now I got a couple different ways to make my ends They wouldn't last a minute if they'd live what I live They couldn't walk a mile in these Jordan's number ten I got that shit off like think you come again Such a scary risk but that risk got me rich So, where my cash for that's worth That's why I'm buying the bridge at bay when I get it in Haters know the set that I rub to the end It's crazy I keep in my ear, telling me to get paid, my reply bet I will And it's still, and it's still central motherfucking, yeah |
Who Wrote Still By Curren$y?
Kirk Franklin
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What's The Duration Of The Still By Curren$y?The duration of Still is 3:31 minutes and seconds. |
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