CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Seven Seas
[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Travelled the world and the seven seas
Louis trunk full of...
Turn it up a little bit for me
La música de Harry Fraud
Uh
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Travelled the world and the seven seas
Louis trunk full of [?], couple pounds of weed
Get me through a few weeks
Met this one freak in a sports bar, her uniform booty shorts and a sports bra
Soon as she clocked out she hopped in my sports car
You looking for her, she's with me, we like ten floors above y'all
[?] penthouse, lyrics so descriptive
View is vivid 'cause you know I never spit it 'less I lived it, dig it
I'm sitting in that Chevy on a mission just dippin'
I seen't a bad bitch, I hit the Swish now she giggling
But I can't stop, gotta hit the lab and scrape the pots
Got it all open [?] like the wire so we get it on
All the fiends is bangin' it through their headphones
The close minded [?]
Bitch [?] so she gets her own driveway
[?] we could take a spin
East Side
[Interlude]
Yeah
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
I quit smoking with haters long time ago
New Mercedes with a ribbon on it in front my momma door
Actually I been cold bro, you just didn't know
Blindfold while on the rise without the local radio
Fuck it, I ain't need their support
[?] showed up, I threw concerts and every ticket was bought
Champagne was uncorked, British luxury cars
I parked the [?] beneath the carport
Baby hit the weed and dozed off
A dream within a dream, she woke up still with a boss
Believe me I never hear them peasants 'cause they too far beneath me
Making it to this level, it wasn't easy
Dancing with the devil, could this so be
Long range game nigga, Pistol Pete
I could stop it right there and just let the beat breathe
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Travelled the world and the seven seas
Louis trunk full of...
Turn it up a little bit for me
La música de Harry Fraud
Uh
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Travelled the world and the seven seas
Louis trunk full of [?], couple pounds of weed
Get me through a few weeks
Met this one freak in a sports bar, her uniform booty shorts and a sports bra
Soon as she clocked out she hopped in my sports car
You looking for her, she's with me, we like ten floors above y'all
[?] penthouse, lyrics so descriptive
View is vivid 'cause you know I never spit it 'less I lived it, dig it
I'm sitting in that Chevy on a mission just dippin'
I seen't a bad bitch, I hit the Swish now she giggling
But I can't stop, gotta hit the lab and scrape the pots
Got it all open [?] like the wire so we get it on
All the fiends is bangin' it through their headphones
The close minded [?]
Bitch [?] so she gets her own driveway
[?] we could take a spin
East Side
[Interlude]
Yeah
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
I quit smoking with haters long time ago
New Mercedes with a ribbon on it in front my momma door
Actually I been cold bro, you just didn't know
Blindfold while on the rise without the local radio
Fuck it, I ain't need their support
[?] showed up, I threw concerts and every ticket was bought
Champagne was uncorked, British luxury cars
I parked the [?] beneath the carport
Baby hit the weed and dozed off
A dream within a dream, she woke up still with a boss
Believe me I never hear them peasants 'cause they too far beneath me
Making it to this level, it wasn't easy
Dancing with the devil, could this so be
Long range game nigga, Pistol Pete
I could stop it right there and just let the beat breathe
[Outro]
