Curren$y

[fox69]

"Intergalactic Society"

"Intergalactic Society"


[Talking:]
You all know I be on some other shit
Fear and Loathing in New Orleans
This beat so crazy I really only have to talk on it
[Rapping:]
9 in the morn' hoes on my floor
Bitches in the bed, skeezas on the couch
Chickas in the kitchen tryna fix a nigga cheese grits
Hopein that a nigga don't put them out
They know they in the presence of the freshest nigga out
He who raps for the south
Leave a lotta niggas with they feet in they mouth
Because they said I couldn't keep puttin hot shit out
Raps what I got
A deals what I'm not
I do it on my own
And this is why I'm hot
And this is what I'm bout to do
Get a chevy caprice and paint it yellow and green like mountain dew
Inside smellin like a pound or two
In the uk I'm a monster dude
Your raps will be worth by the pound or two
I get money
You dress funny
Don't leave your girlfriend next to me
You'll have to an APB on your woman
Chump change, shit chat, I can't do it
You wanna talk business, I speak that fluent
[Intergalatic hook]
[Talking:]
Shit man, this nigga stop me right at the end of the verse
So that's how we gotta end it, I gotta stop you so I can talk my shit
Cause if I wouldn't have stopped you the beastie boys would have got their shoutout

 

[fox69]

"Intro"
("More Saturday Night Car Tunes" Version)

"Intro"
("More Saturday Night Car Tunes" Version)



Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
More Saturday Night Car Tunes
Da-da-da, yeah, da-da-da
Yeah, da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Yeah, da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Yeah, la-da-da-da-da-da-da
I know a couple muthafuckas new to this shit
That thought I was about to rap
And I know, a whole lot of us already know
That I had like five more tracks to that
We'll get to that in a second
Throw your shit up right now
If you know Cardo's twitter, go on and tweet him
Tell him thanks for this shit right here, for this intro
Don't trip though, we're gonna rap on it, on one of the
On one of the next projects, I know you noticed
And shit happenin' every weekend, JLR niggas not sleepin'
This will get you where you gotta go
This will get you to work, this will get you to the store
This will get you over to that girl house
This will get her to your house
This will get all y'all to the club, back to the spot
This will get you through your smoke session
After you download it and invite everybody over
More Saturday Car Toons... Yeah, that's it

 

[fox69]

"Intro"
("Cathedral" Version)

"Intro"
("Cathedral" Version)



Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Dadada dada dada dada
Dadada dada dada dada
Weed & Instrumentals 2
Yeah
What we finna' step off into
Nothing but the Jet Life Crew
Doing shit like we always do
Which you wish you could do
The chosen few
All about that loot
Dadada dada dada
I should drop a few bars to this motherfucker
But I won't
I'm a stand still
Freeze time for a minute
Twist one up, as I advise you to
Twist two or three up, four or five up
We got like, 50 minutes of music
Might got an hour worth of music on this motherfucker so
Have all your dabs and things in order
Have your wax in order
Have your pizza ordered
Have your Fiji waters
Yeah
JLR stay workin'
Gon' smoke another one for my dog Fendi P
I just heard his single
We ain't gon' discuss it all the way
Can't tell you who on it and all that shit
We just gotta let it drop
My whole family in the building tonight
My inspiration drove me to the building tonight
I'm a get back to that
Life
Yeah
Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches
Nigga smokin' weed in it, laughin' in our pictures nigga, yeah
Keep the E in it
Smokin' weed in it
Yeah
One, two, three into the four
Watch Spitta swing that 65 from his door
Yeah
Dadada dada dada
Eastside on the rise like everytime

 

[fox69]

"Intro"
("Fast Times At Ridgemont Fly" Version)

"Intro"
("Fast Times At Ridgemont Fly" Version)



This my favorite part though
Ohh shit, haha cause we know we finished

Yep, another month, another take
I could waste my time with bullshit instructions like, roll somethin' up or pour somethin' up
But if ya'll fucking with me you should already have it rolled up or poured up
Month six, Fast Times at Ridgemont Fly
Let my boy just talk for a minute
(Float on, Float on)
The Floaters if you don't know
Don't download it, buy it for real
Support real music
I give y'all enough free music
So y'all shouldn't have to pirate quality music
Cause I give y'all free quality music every month
This is month six... Fast Times at Ridgemont Fly

Trademark the Skydiver is at Subway diggin' the sandwitches
And Mr. Marcelo is sleeping on the floor
Dickies engineering the sessions, as he always does
Got his gray doorag on, it's hangin' in the back
I don't really agree with that, but it's alright I'm not really trippin'
Haha, and he's still upset that the Lakers lost
And even Brett Favre is fucking with the Jets
So we don't have too much to complain about
And I just dropped a roach in the Burger King cup I hope my brother won't drink from it
If so, you're skrewed
Fast Times at Ridgemont Fly...

 

[fox69]

"Introduction"

"Introduction"


[Drive-In:]
Please remember to replace the speaker on the post when you leave the theatre..

[Verse:]
Superpotent smoker
Francis Ford Coppola
Godfather Four
Impala on the floor
With my homie Young Hogg
He just flew to the N.O
To check on his homie
And roll up some funky
When he landed, I had a passenger
Type chunky, by the ass
Slim waist, smoking on that gas
With no time to waist, I'm talking two seconds flat
We on this thin stakes skating with the roof in the back
Now Who Dat
I met her, leave it blue-black
She like, "why you do that?"
She like how I do that
Want to know when I'm due back
Can't harness the lightning
Or predict when it's striking
Adjust the lighting
Your boy in here writing
The man I'm supplying
I'm the man, providing
Enlightenment, with what I'm saying
At night I'm in a different car, than what you saw me today in
22 inch blades in every available upgrade
Come at me and be upstaged
I've heard better raps read off page
From my cousin, he in the 4th grade
So I don't know how some of these suckers is getting paid
But that shit don't bump in no trunks around my way, shit junk
Your engineer should've told you that from jump
But he was just tryna get paid, cover the bills for the month
So as long as you pay him for time, drop all the whack rhymes you want

[The Godfather 2:]
[Tom:] Mike, that's impossible
[Michael:] It's not impossible. Nothing's impossible
[Micheal:] If anything in this life is certain, if history has taught us anything, it's that you can kill anyone
[Tom:] Are they worth it? I mean you've won...you want to wipe everybody out [?]
[Micheal:] I don't feel I have to wipe everybody out, Tom. Just my enemies, that's all

[Drive-In:]
We happy to have you with us, we hope that you will enjoy every minutes of your staying.
While you relax and stretch, [?] where you'll find something to... there's ice cold drinks, delicious sandwiches, ice creams, coffee as next...

[The Godfather 1:]
[Don Corleone:] Your business is a little dangerous
[Sollozzo:] If you're worried about security, will guarantee it
[Sonny:] Whoa, now, you're telling me that the Tattaglias guarantee our investment...?
[Don Corleone:] I have a sentimental weakness for my children and I spoil them, as you can see. They talk when they should listen

 

[fox69]

"J.L.R."
(feat. Young Roddy & Smoke DZA)

"J.L.R."
(feat. Young Roddy & Smoke DZA)



[Intro:]
'Fore I left up my house
I kill it while I'm on the
Ehm, life
Fuck are you takin' me for?
One of you sucker niggas who forget the set when he blow
Thou shalt not rest until I make my whole fam rich
[Verse 1 - Curren$y:]
Uh, my shift on the flo
My top in the trunk homie, my phone in the dunk
Finishin' up a jurnt, had it almost rolled
'Fore I left out my house, I kill it while I'm on the road
On the way to your girl house, you don't know that's mine
Smashed out at my homie crib, as far as it goes
Snatch the shower, change clothes, back to the same old
Triple OG Gang, the furry kangol
Keeping everything the same, word to what I drove
Double S Impala bubble on the stock chromes
Opportunity came knockin' but I wasn't home
I was at opportunity house, takin' the valuables out
Like fuck that, we want it now
This is jet life, my niggas is buying stocks
Like fuck that, we want it now
This is jet life, my God sons want drops
[Hook:]
The fuck you thought this was dawg?
We them illest motherfuckers after all
We'll have this whole world changed by tomorrow
J.L.R
Like the fuck you thought this was dawg?
We them endless motherfuckers after all
We'll have this whole world changed by tomorrow
J.L.R
[Verse 2 - Young Roddy:]
J.L.R
Aye what they thought this was dawg?
We them endless motherfuckers after all
We'll have this whole world changed by tomorrow
Nigga I'm bound to make it
I told 'em hoes I was gonna be ballin'
Like the shot off that glass, uh I caused it
They talkin' 'bout all my camp, nigga beg your pardon
I ain't never had no foreign whip but I had a foreign bitch
Chasin' juvenile like in the trip
And we all don't get no chance like this
So I'm goin' in, I'll try my best to dodge them pigs
Tried my best to dodge that pig
If I could I'd do it again
Money racks they spend, I do it big
Check my paw prints, got the skills to pay my rent
Got enough game to take your bitch, girl be fuckin' me big
My jersey numba and my main bitch
Be a 10, that's some playa shit
But where we from only strong win, and that's J.L.R
Yea yea yea
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Smoke DZA:]
Rrriiight, the fuck you thought this was dawg
We them illest motherfuckers after all
Have this whole world changed by tomorrow
I'll be the young high fellow, fly mellow
Straight from the ghetto, illest nigga out the triborough
And I'm the newest member of the jet life team
And I'm a bring my nigga Phelps mad more cream
Lo galore, kill these niggas looks fo' sha
Bout to takem em back where thirstin took 'em before
Ah, Kushed God, hear my scriptures
Know you see me in the Mag posing like Tazz in my picture
Rugby's on the bed, rugby's on the wall, rugby's on the floor
Mirror, mirror, still the freshest of them all
I feel you bro, now them bitches think I'm ballin'
So they be actin' differently when I be up in Harlem
[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Jet Life"
(feat. Big K.R.I.T. & Wiz Khalifa)

"Jet Life"
(feat. Big K.R.I.T. & Wiz Khalifa)



[Hook: Big Krit (2x)]
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Don’t miss this jet ho
Talking jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life
Jet life to the next life

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Club couches, gold digging hoes hounding
Wishing to wake up in one of our houses
‘Cause we got it, they want it, high end shopping on Rodeo
Bags, boxes being carried, they wishing we was married
Yacht party, I suggested she wear no socks with her Sperrys
Choppin vulgar and proper over vodka and cranberry
She wasn’t offended, she was all the way with it
Said she rolling with me ‘cause she know I’m going for the millions

[Hook (2x)]

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Let’s go, hold it in and don’t let go
Diamonds frozen up, pockets swollen up
I been rolling up since I was old enough
Niggas wanna talk about us, nigga what about timing
Niggas wanna talk about luck, nigga what about grinding
I’m baking wherever I want, I’m paid so my trunk in the front
Make in a day what you make in a month
Got a lot of cash so a nigga gon’ stunt
Spend it on grass, Spitta rolling one up
Yea we live fast but the main thing is trust
TGOD, keep gin in a cup, get in where you fit in, I’m winning

[Hook (2x)]

[Verse 3: Curren$y]
Twisting up sour, living in a tower
In a double S Impala, horse power
Girls follow, recognize and seek guidance on counting dollars
High on top a money mountain, never coming down it
Looking for a G, capital, well you found it
Green back, stacks, overseas his accounts is
She know all about it, mama ain’t stupid
She know this her time and she about to choose him

[Hook (2x)]

[Outro: Curren$y]
Bitches who tryna move up be quick to choose us
Wanna run with us, well you gotta lose them losers

Bitches who tryna move up be quick to choose us
Wanna run with us, first you gotta lose them losers

 

[fox69]

"Jets @ Your Neck"

"Jets @ Your Neck"


Jet life jet life jet life jet life
[Verse 1 Curren$y]
Yeah, G'r then youv'e ever been and everywhere you never went
A decorated veteran
My bitches keep it very trill say they swagga jackin daddy
I say fuck it baby girl we gon' let him live
Too much money not enough time to get it and want power before they drop the ball
Brand new socks and long jon draws I want it all
My young nigga told y'all it's getting cold out here dog
Bundle up motherfuck being the runner-up
4 niggas deep the number one is us
Text homie and tell him his number's up
You services are no longer needed
Rocka bye baby word to Kesha
Broad day jets and monsta beats kill niggas on tape
Many a track has met his fate at the hands of Spitta Andretti
Them niggas is half way shook and all the way not ready
[Chorus:]
And I'm gon' keep on driving and smoking
Long as baby keep rolling them nice ones up and passing 'em over to me
I done it how my triple O showed me
Smile when I ride by, they proud of a grown me
The climb was lonely
Got to the top and I stood there on my own feet
2
Trill niggas form the best crew now it's jets at ya motherfuckin' neck fool
[Verse 2 - Trademark da Skydiver:]
Sharvees on my feet
Cacky LRG jets fitted trees sticky
Just riding around the city smoking O's like fifties
Mind on a milli
Eyes on a rearview cause these haters out to get me
Fuck 'em, I just duck 'em like the bitch that was just with me
Simply I'm on a level where these lames can't gain no entry
Yeah, I stay high I don't fly on empty
Fill my lungs up with blueberry sour and piffy
Life of a jet bad bitches and good weed
Fast cars and glass jars of sour D's
Uhh TMSD the SV
Hover over land lovers like a g3
Jets nigga from the net to the tv
We came up quick and made this shit look easy
Yeah, now they go in cop my cd
Put 'em in they deck and ride around with them on repeat
[Chorus:]
And I'm gon' keep on driving and smoking
Long as baby keep rolling them nice ones up and passing 'em over to me
I done it how my triple O showed me
Smile when I ride by, they proud of a grown me
The climb was lonely
Got to the top and I stood there on my own feet
2
Trill niggas form the best crew now it's jets at ya motherfuckin' neck fool
[Verse 3 - Young Roddy:]
And it's jets over everything
I put that on everything
We been doing our thing anyway
Nigga slash anywhere
First let me twist this up I'm a tell my driver take me there
Secondly and back to back in and out I came prepared
Flashback dejavu coulda swore I saw this shit right here
Marley told me kill this shit just don't forget your niggas here
Bet I won't I done see blood sweat so many tears
Bet I blow
That's a fact point blank period
Break her off bust her up spread them legs up in the air
Slow it down and speed it up she tell me keep on drilling it
Show your right I keep it real
Something I'm familiar with
Money coming, money going
Man I keep on peeling it
My jet set camp
But really though what's really good
She know I'm dealing shit
She smell me dog, she dig my style, gangsta and gentlemen
I'm good like my jet insurance keep me with benefits
[Chorus:]
And I'm gon' keep on driving and smoking
Long as baby keep rolling them nice ones up and passing 'em over to me
I done it how my triple O showed me
Smile when I ride by, they proud of a grown me
The climb was lonely
Got to the top and I stood there on my own feet
2
Trill niggas form the best crew now it's jets at ya motherfuckin' neck fool
[Verse 4 - Whizz:]
Street wizzy money
Hoes and check clothes
Blowing on that fruity pebble shit that will have your throat chokin'
We ain't trippin' in this section full of cloud 9
Floaters is a crush I'm up in my zone
You already know see my grind
It's all up in my mind
I come up with designs that attack a nigga mental
Now they keeping off my rhyme, it's finesse
It ain't nothing less cause I don't waste time
Steady sippin' in the city money gettin' I'm fly
If you look up in the air you will not see me I'm so high
Bitch I'm perfect when I glide it's like a nerve up in the sky
Twisting turning ya holdin pussy shit for my land acrobat
Blink a eye and miss a act
Stacks up in the leather sack

 

[fox69]

"Jets In It"
(feat. Fiend & Mr. Marcelo)

"Jets In It"
(feat. Fiend & Mr. Marcelo)



[Curren$y:]
Vaulted ceilings
Countin' up what we made from this rap drug dealin'
Shooters weapons concealed 'em
But it's nothin' to peel 'em
If they get to feelin
The block had em' chillin' top drop
Ya boy sittin' front spot
Honeycomb wax wrapped around that OG anthrax
My mind blown, open up to new things
With that large money bring cars from yo' dreams
Mash that pedal, make that coupe sing
Performance cone
Serenate us all the way home
When I get there my chair will be a golden throne
Wrapped in the rarest fabrics, that only the royals own
The soil of new Orleans
I grew up and started ballin'
Homes just ate
I still scramble like I was starvin'
What is you niggas wantin
Push buttons startin' turn my car on
Keys open doors
Escape tunnels in the floor
All I ever did was serve it to em' raw, yet they want more

[Fiend:]
I was up at my brother's Stag
Was just 14 years old!
And no I ain't a murderer!
I'm out chillin and a killin' hoe
Jets in the motherfucker
J-J-Jets in the motherfucker
Count many never never get off
Soon as I light this we tourin'

[Mr. Marcelo:]
When I say I want it all, I want it all or nothin
I tend to stay high so I don't fall for nothin
Ay dam hustlin'
Turnin nothin to somethin'
My youngest OG is a socket because I'm pluggin
Boy, the streets, they love me because I plug em
Big dawg give it to em raw I don't cut em
3-6-9 I tend to roll with a dozen
Ex-drug dealer my car's clean as my money
Probably smell like a onion
In my own zone
The only time I'm runnin is if it's behind the money
You name it I done it
I be runnin the options
So anything I did I came away with a profit
Banked it, spent it, gave some to my partners
My hustle gotta nigga money growin like cotton
I was switchin' work like I pitched for the pirates
CEO money I ain't even go to college

[Fiend:]
I was up at my brother's stag
Was just 14 years old!
And no I ain't a murderer!
I'm out chilling and a killin' hoe
Jets in the motherfucker
J-J-Jets in the motherfucker
Count many never never get off
Soon as I light this we tourin'

 

[fox69]

"JLC"

"JLC"


Through text message we plot to take over
Can't talk out loud round these chauffeurs
Way on the outskirts we have slick meetings
Looking over our shoulders
Motherfuckin lip readers just wanna know what I told ya
What I rolled ya
Wake up and smell the Folgers
Crystals on my dolger
The bitches on your posters
Really coming over
Feelin that jet livin
Dozin off on suede sofas
Waking up to mimosas
Joy rides at high price rollsters
Ma side, east life, keep them trees rolling
Hundred dollar bills folding
Fools counting on me to fuck up
I'm counting up that money as it's pouring in
Jets nigga
You know it's them
Losing to me for you would be a win
Jets nigga
You know it's them
Losing to me for you would be a win
I had to say that again

Jet life commandments
Jet life commandments
Mother fuckers better meet my demand list
Jet life commandments
Jet life commandments
First start of the business get the fam rich

I'm laid back chillin, posted
Living like a villain mostly
Coast to coast G
Rap hustlin, smokin
Allowed places you not allowed to go in
The beats bitch niggas is scared of
I goes in
So King Kong
Go head with that Felicia ass crack
What he smokin on
Personal
This mine, it won't work for you
Yo whole clique in trouble need a focus group
Learn you on how to earn
But you uncoachable
What you want me to do
Fall back like the top on that
And a half a joint pimpin I'm high

Jet life commandments
Jet life commandments
Niggas better meet my demand list