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"Smoke Break"

"Smoke Break"


[Intro:]
You should be rolling up by now
Locate your lighters
Prime time
It's mister go left on the bitch who can't find her right mind
I'm squeaking past a yellow light, doin 65
Hope that wasn't one of them camera joints
Traffic eyes in the sky
I'm kind of high
What you done twisted?
I'm used to that killer shit
So I maintain my pimpin
While you over highed and slizzered
And I'm laughin at you slippin
And yo bitch feeling disgusted and miserable
She like why is she even here with you
I'm puttin air in my inner tubes
Black mags on my haro hanging from the wall
The allure of my home decor
Got these girls tripping
And frequently speaking of return visits
A time machine, my lyrics and the same thing for my garage door
You see what I just put in it?
We tryna compete with them Nascars
You noticing that the styling got switched up
Cause the last one got bit up?
Yeah lil homie y'all can get down, but I bet y'all can't keep up!
This Jet Life ain't for everybody,
This shit is reserved for us
Yeah lil homie y'all can get down, but I bet y'all can't keep up!
[Repeat to end]
The stylin got switched up
Cause the last one got bit up
Yeah lil homie y'all can get down, but I bet y'all can't keep up!
 
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"Smoke Sumthin"

"Smoke Sumthin"


[Verse - Curren$y:]
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 bitch 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 calligraphy love the Jets
Love and respect, we passing you the fuck 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 bitches 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...
[Hook:]
I stopped in the mall the other day
I heard a call from the other way
Where I just came from, some nigga was saying something
Talking about smoke something...
Stopped in the mall the other day
I heard a call from the other way
Where I just came from, some bitches was saying something
Talking about smoke something...
 
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"Smoke Sumthin (Remix)"
(feat. Lil Wayne)

"Smoke Sumthin (Remix)"
(feat. Lil Wayne)



[Verse 1 - Curren$y:]
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
Want to be left along, again at home, listenin' to Soulja Slim
I spread that dough out, rolling pins slice it up
With my closest friends as the grimey globe spins, I'm grinding
Trying to keep dirt off my rims and my name
Out c'here stay poppin up at the red carpet
In my green Tahoe, with my Las Vegas bitch and one of your hoes
"Hi there!" I like what she working with, that's why we hired her
We pull up on the set, tattoo calligarphy letter Jets love
And respect, we passing you the fuck up
And passing you none of my bud that's why you standing round us bruh!
Oh you accounted for, who brung you? You don't speak the code bro
You slick tone and hung you
You walking down the aisle with the same bitches 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 hungry fool
Shut the door so they don't see us, light a joint or two...
[Hook:]
Got stopped in the mall the other day
I heard a call from the other way
Where I just came from, some nigga was saying som'n
Talking about smoking some'n
Stopped in the mall the other day
I heard a call from the other way
Where I just came from, some bitches was saying something
Talking about smoking something...
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne:]
Let me go like me wanted for all my trouble
I'm chillin with this bitch 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 shit 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 bitch an air head
But I still break her off like a fuckin chair leg
It's 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...
[Hook:]
Got stopped in the mall the other day
I heard a call from the other way
Where I just came from, some nigga 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 bitches was saying something
Talking about smoking something...
[Lil Wayne:]
Bitch, you ain't putting on
Smoke somthing?
I remember when you couldn't even smoke shit
Couldn't stay focused
But don't forget it bitch
 
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"Smoke-n-Maintain"

"Smoke-n-Maintain"


[Verse 1:]
Gotta get down for my change up in this rap game
My mission for jewelry and cars
These bitches are tripping because of my fame
Willing to do anything to get my last name
I'm laughing at 'em, me and Flashy in the Caddy
Body black, interior gray
Like Snow was driving back in the day
Riding on them factory blades
My eyes is high and under my shades
Shawty saw me and fell in a daze
Then gave me the Miss America wave, hey
[Hook:]
How does a nigga like me smoke and maintain, maintain
They saying
[Verse 2:]
Vacation they taking the cool out
It's Maui Wowi in Hawaii posted in the pool house
What y'all niggas gon' do about me? Nothing
Young Money, we balling in public
Told you bitches is going and coming
Sisters, cousins by the dozen
Loving none of 'em
My heart only divides into two sides
One devoted to family and one to the loot, right
[Hook]
 
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"Smoke-N-Maintain (In And Out)"

"Smoke-N-Maintain (In And Out)"


This is just a small introduction to the jet-set era
Every mornin' I wake up I take a look in the mirror
And I see motherfuckers tryna' be like me
But I don't mind it to be honest
Just as long as they pay homage
Earned my spot, I one of New Orleans' flyest rhymers
I make a faithful house-wife into a two-timer
Snuck a eighth on the Island in my Bape jacket linin'
Not fired up, we flyin above
Niggas claimin' to get higher than us
They lyin' to ya
In front my bitch crib waitin' for Lil Roddy to pull up
Got a joint to bake but I'm a keep it trill and wait
Cause the homey called and said that he was on his way
Just another day in the life, another minute another mile
On the flight. No, I wouldn't switch it for nothin', dig it?
Yeah I might of said it before
But I'm a say it til the mic tell me don't say it no more

[Bridge:]
(And so...)
This is how a nigga smoke-n-maintain (maintain)
This is how a nigga smoke-n-maintain (maintain)
This is how a nigga smoke-n-maintain (maintain)
This is how a nigga smoke-n-maintain (maintain)
(We rep The Planes)
This is how a nigga smoke-n-maintain (maintain)
This is how a nigga smoke-n-maintain (maintain)
This is how a nigga smoke-n-maintain (maintain)
This is how a nigga smoke-n-maintain (maintain)
(We rep The Planes)
 
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"Smoking In The Rain"
(feat. Action Bronson)

"Smoking In The Rain"
(feat. Action Bronson)



Yeah
Uh
280ZX, Mercedes and 'Vettes
Celebrity guests write heavy checks
Can't disclose it all
But know I'm about to ball
The fuck out on ya'll
Money talk and diamonds speaking
Got your hoes tweaking
They big upping the boss
Like she needed a reason
To get lost in the evening
And take it all
She done it cause she want it
She was so womanly I called her mama
Though she younger than me
She was only 20 when she come to me
I laced her with a little game
She gave me a lot of money
Though I never asked for a thing
Higher than Saturn's rings
Living in the clouds before I stepped aboard the plane
Gourmet cheddar trays and champagne
Rolex presidential campaign
Critics hating that's a goddamn shame
They done Jim Morrison the same thing
Rivals in the storm smoking in the rain man
Yeah
La da da da da
Fell out with some niggas as I got richer
Lost my main bitch as I got richer
She ain't dead I just ain't fucking with her
 
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"Sole Man"

"Sole Man"


[Hook:]
H-O-T spitta
H-O-T spitta
H-O-T spitta
H-H-O-O-T-T spitta, I can't be compared to these niggas
[Verse 1:]
Back in the days in the city of New Orleans
Before we had a basketball team called the Hornets
The hustlers on the block was the only ones balling
Every day I saw 'em floating something that I wanted
Riding up the block, top dropped, engine roaring
Pitch a little kid twenty bucks to wash it for 'em
I used to sit on the block and listen to 'em talking
About how expensive it was to ride foreign
Those I admire added fuel to the fire
But when Soulja Slim came up, I really got inspired
Switched it into overdrive when I heard him rhyming
Then my brother got a deal and then I figured that I could and then I did
But it's kind of crazy in the music biz
Chances slim, they're shady in the music biz
Props to Eminem because he made it in the music biz
Walked my eight mile in the land of the Katrinians
I got a style that a lot of people don't get
But hipsters and skateboarders digging it
It's funny how I'm making money from this written shit
In elementary they tried to fail me for my penmanship
Now I'm thinking through the ink and it's making me rich
But executive infections is making me sick
Antibiotics to fight it, yeah, I'm taking the shit
My doctor prescribed it, I tried it, I'm shaking and shit
I read the same rap handbook as Q-Tip
The part that hit me the hardest said this:
"Industry Rule #180: the one's you think are helping are hating, "
Watch your back whenever you're stepping out
If you bring the jewels out, you better bring the weapons out
And if you walk into a room, be cool, knowing you the dude everybody's checking out
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Now here's a funky introduction of how nice I am
Spitta gets you instant cash like a money gram
Curren$y the hot spitter, high grade pot getter
You broke? Still copping smoke by the gram
Went dumb when I got my first hundred grand (dumb)
Blew it all on kicks for me and my fam (dumb)
Ran through it in a week, I was behaving like the loot wasn't a advance
In full swing like a pimp's backhand
Got it out for these jokers like Batman
Shoot for the moon dude, because even if you miss
In the midst of the stars is where you'll land
Hella cool, I grew up around hooligans
I did my dirt but I was nerdy with the foolishness
I rigged snack machines for free cash and drinks
Got into trouble, my mama got me back in school again
Now I'm all grown up, trying to be blown up
King Kong billboard signs gone up
Bearing my likeness, no one is like this
King of the kicks, your royal dunk highness
I'm after the treasure like pirates
No matter the weather, we climb over the climate
F.S. Jetset pilot, flow I'll, snatch fly airborne virus
[Hook]
 
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"Sorry For The Wraith"

"Sorry For The Wraith"


[Intro:]
(Know they hatin on me) la dada da da da da
(Angel on front my car prayin for me) Yeah
You don't know unless you know
Gotta be in the know
To really know
You know?
(Snatch my tint up off the window, sorry for the Wraith)
Can't get left out the loop
(Can't see my face smilin at the ones who hate)
[Verse 1:]
Fiber optic roof, they say I'm the truth
Like a polygraph result, say I'm a boss
Underground my bad bitch a killer, think Salt
Aeon Flux
Laura Croft, break you off
Then find you unconscious in your empty vault
Rude awakening found out you took a loss
While we was on our side of things
Getting fitted for rings
Refrigerators to capacity with champagne
Because you never know when you gotta celebrate
Playa playa, lately we been winning everyday
Snatch the tint up off the windows, sorry for the Wraith
[Verse 2:]
Sweatsuit, 300 hundred thousand dollar coupe
Bitch guess who, same one brung them low riders through
Old school, every now and then cop something new
Slap some folks across they face, that's what you gotta do
Paper plates on my cargo
Bowl full of gumbo
Sippin champagne through a straw
Hella clicquot bottles for my dollar-clocking squadron
Slidin cold like a bobsled, bitch I'm outchea
[Outro:]
Snatch the tint up off my window
Sorry for the Wraith
Sccccrrrrrrrrrr!
Fiber optic roof
They say I'm the truth
(Smilin at the ones who hatin)
(Snatch the tint up off my window sorry for the Wraith)
Yeah
Know they hatin on me
Angel on my car, prayin for me
Get your paper homie
Owners manual
Gotta be in the know
To know
You know?
East side on the rise
New Orleans
 
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"Soundbombin'"

"Soundbombin'"


Tell the driver to pull my truck up
Me and this L.A. woman stumblin' out the club fucked up
The Jets my set I so love us
Call home to my bitch, I come back after I come up
If you got my back mama donэt front
If my racks pop a collar, I'll fly you out in a month
Droppin' tops, bottle's pop
Planes still taxiin', Tarmac mackin'
Strawberry diesel rattin' on itself
From my carryon bag if you'd like to take a smell
Camouflage cargos, tube socks and gray Chucks
High all the time the OGs tell me to stay up
Being real is a pay cut, or so it was
Dipped that chronic light, gray purple L, crystal fuzz
Talkin' out her head, its obvious that Crystal's buzz
Clipped her out the rotation, no more weed for her
Snap out of it, coach you on how to ball
Spitta-time-ginavitch, where the wild things?
Muscle cars and where the marijuana is
To be half as fine as him is an accomplishment
 
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"Soundtrack To Success"
(feat. Trademark Da Skydiver)

"Soundtrack To Success"
(feat. Trademark Da Skydiver)



[Trademark the Skydiver:]
Been on some other shit
Fly clothes, expensive kicks
They say my swag immaculate
And I agree that's accurate
Fuckin hoes and stackin chips
Ice on my neck and wrists
Blowin down a pound of piff
Ridin round in foreign whips
Flyin saucer Porsche
Yea I call that bitch the aero ship
Hatas hatin on my click
And on the slick we loving it
This rap shit we runnin it
Niggas ain't fuckin with the planes
What you think we in the game for the fun of it?
Ehh
Nah, this the takeover
Burnin down your empire that's game over
Not J-I-double G-A Hova
But Skydiver the jet fighter
I'm so focused
28 bar inferno I'm flamethrowin
Nigga been potent way before the game noticed
And these rap niggas is bogus
Talkin reckless over tracks
But I fire back with pure perfection
Steps above clever
How I use my letters
But em together and send em out
Just like I'm textin a message
Diamond in the rough
Princess cuts on my neckless
I'm eatin Franklin for lunch
Purp blunts for breakfast
Your lil tips is brunch crumbs
I'm not impressed with
Hold On
Won't you give me a second to digest this
Then I shit on these niggas $pitta tell em!
[Curren$y:]
Y'all ain't got shit on my nigga
[Trademark the Skydiver:]
You should quit while you ahead with the bread
Just a suggestion
We scrape your whole plate
Then double back for seconds
If we getting cake is no longer a question
We still count loot up from last years investments
Ask your hoe
She know I'm one of the freshest out
I spit it out
Like my chest was congested
Let that bitch breathe!
[Curren$y:]
Nah Sky Diver let the bitch leave
Ol' raggedy broad I ain't never need
Bitches is on speed
Fuckin like rabbits
They hungry
Followin my carrots
Housed in my ring
Lookin like 46 upside down Cristal bottles sittin in a basket
UFC these beats
Any track can get its ass whipped
I am on my cheddar
All about checks like solecollector.com
Some of y'all ain't on that
Ya'll behind
Sucka niggas get on whacks in startin line
Fairy tale once upon a time ass niggas
Goin out they minds tryna out rhyme Spitta
Let that bitch breathe
No
Sky Diver knocked them out
I came through with the elbow drop from the top rope
 
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