Curren$y - You See It Lyrics and Ringtones

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This is a hot track titled "You See It" by American rapper, Curren$y. It is off his highly anticipated sixth studio album 'Weekend At Burnie's'. The album which is set to be released on the 28th of June, 2011 features songs which are almost entirely produced by Monsta Beatz. The album will also features fellow Jets Fiend, Trademark and Young Roddy.

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[Verse 1: Currensy]
Poolside, too high, with three b-tches
With four lives, I'm finna deal
Be out at 5 in that 600 Benz
Or that 750i. Ate 9 slices of that humble pie.
But you know I still talk my sh-t right
What you tryna hear when you high?
What you wish they played on the radio
At least one time? It's cool though!
We getting major paper on the underground
You thought it was them other fools, though
It was us the whole time!
Them haters tryna deplete my shine like Venetian blinds
But sun do what the sun do rise
Hit the game like a Pinata tryna get a prize
Out here, riding, got me my bottom b-tch
She give me the best top
A sex pistol getting shotgun in the drop
Best to wear your mittens, baby girl cause it's getting...

[Hook: Currensy]
My top down, b-tch in a bikini.
My weed lye, I know you here screamin'
I'm here now, what's going on this evenin'
You could look the other way but I know you see me
I know you see it, I know you see it, I know you see it
n-gga, I know you mp3junkyard.blogspot.com see it
I know you see it, I know you see it
You could look the other way, but I know you see it

[Verse 2: Currensy]
Cross-eyed, a few drinks
Cussing at the referee, his officiating stinks!
Spitta Andretti, I'm money on wheels
Like a Brink truck, way tough
n-gga never budge, that's my space! What
Marvel at my stance at your girl
What she think, she can't even respond
Cause her mind is now mine, fool
I ain't lying, let's just cross the couch
Sleeping with my shoes on just in case I have
To wake up and be out
Once again it's on
Mama bring my bong to the game room
With nothing but some panties on
And them Bape socks that I gave you
Never once on probation but your man's on his papers
Spendin' them, stackin' them, feelin' them
Wrappin' em, lightin' em, never passin' em
I rolled it up myself and I don't remember your help
That's how we do it now, fall through the jetset
Man, bring your ounce, this is new jack city
Baby girl rock them titties

[Hook: Currensy]
My top down, b-tch in a bikini.
My weed lye, I know you here screamin'
I'm here now, what's going on this evenin'
You could look the other way but I know you see me
I know you see it, I know you see it, I know you see it
n-gga, I know you see it
I know you see it, I know you see it
You could look the other way, but I know you see it

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Curren$y - She Don't Want A Man Lyrics and Ringtones

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"She Don't Want A Man" is another hot track by American rapper, Curren$y off his upcoming sixth studio album 'Weekend At Burnie's' expected to hit stores on June 28th, 2011. It is almost entirly produced by Monsta Beatz. Curren$y also plans on releasing 'Pilot Talk III' in 2011 and mentioned the possibility of it being a free album.

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[Verse 1:]
She was a little red Corvette, fast as hell, turned heads on the set
Pretty skin, soft voice, asking for rough s-x
Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets,
This particular evening she wanted to ride jets
Even though I now shawty was bad news, I played it cool
Vowing to never turn sucker like them other dudes
Misreading signals, attachment issues,
Getting way too into the grip of the vagina lips
Got homies searching for relationships,
She not tryna hear my type of b-tch
She ran a story to me over grape juice and ciroc sips
Married to a doctor, cuddle master
Don't f-ck her just buy her her anything tryna satisfy her
On the low, she f-cking his partners, feel her boys inside her
Cause she weren't f-cking with a rider

[Chorus:]
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
He tell balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
He tell her to drop his kids over, I tell her pick my homies up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck

[Verse 2:]
From talking it out to the parking lot
From the parking lot to my safe house
Tommy Vercetti, Spitta Andretti, this is New Jack City
Most b-tches ain't mp3junkyard.blogspot.com ready
But Shawty ain't tripping, she was living already
My f-ck game impressive so she come back steady.
The sh-t, while heavy I can carry it
Can't get too far I mean this isnt marriage b-tch
She roll doobies as I paddle shift
We f-ck, watch movies, end up getting too groovy
And then we smash again, she talking about him
How she feel bad about feeling so good, by giving me the ass
Bout how if she could, she a tell a n-gga everything to get it off her chest
But she don't want see him, man,
Collecting her underwear from the rooms of my pad
She got dressed and left in a flash
But she saying she be back!

[Chorus:]
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
He tell balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
He tell her to drop his kids over, I tell her pick my homies up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck

[Verse 3:]
Couple days roll by, Shawty callin' askin' if I have time
To put a couple in the air I was like, yeah
We could fly? there's plenty over here
She fell through like always
We broke it down in the hallway
She bossed her way back she don't crawl her way
Her body designed Frank Cartier
Say something talking heavy on her heart today
Telling her the situation is wrong and she should walk away
Cause her feelings was coming into play
Affecting her home life in all kinda ways
Her man askin her what's wrong she don't know what to say,
But she do got a union to save
But she in love with the lust that we've made
She had far too much she could say
That f-cking me was a perfect mistake

[Chorus:]
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
He tell balance the check book, I tell her roll the weed up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck
He tell her to drop his kids over, I tell her pick my homies up
She don't want a man, she just wanna f-ck

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Curren$y - Scottie Pippen Lyrics and Ringtones

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"Scottie Pippen" is another new track by American rapper from New Orleans, Louisiana, Curren$y off his latest studio album 'Covert Coup'. It features vocals from Freddie Gibbs. 'Covert Coup', Curren$y's fifth studio album will be his first project on his Jet Life Recordings imprint under Warner Bros. The album will contain 10 songs completely produced by The Alchemist - the album is being released on April 20th, for free, on Curren$y's official website.

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[Currensy]
Showing no signs of letting up
Still kick you in the head like I think
You on the verge of getting up
No mercy, Cobra Kai, Cobra commando
Deadly venom spitting, n-ggas just a salamander
I’m living the life worthy capturing on camera, documented
How one of the last lives was deaded
How I rolled up in the drop, how I rolled up that sticky
How I rolled with them women, elegant player, no sippin’
How I f*ck them to sleep?
How I woke up out the building when I was finished
Keep it G, them n-ggas not original they muthaf-cking house of mirrors
Not quite the image, I’m on that Popeye spinach
Mama mai-tai sippin, she loves a square n-gga
But now she trying something different
Windy City Bulls, mention the Nets, wool jackets and sweats, Scottie Pippens
My description, high of that fuzzy green prescription
Lying if I said that mp3junkyard.blogspot.com I isn’t
If you looking for that n-gga: I is him
All eyes in this direction, a burden and a blessing

[Freddie Gibbs]
Reporting live from the devil’s pad
Breakfast here: two titties, two plus and a turkey bacon sandwich
2 seeds with eggs and bread jelly
My hoes they rarely pop that p-ssy,
They put off in my Pontiac on Pirellis ’82 edition
Spotters body squatting on sixes?
Rather be counting stacks than stuck in the county, washing the dishes
Or washing drawers in the pen ?
I had to go pay the correct correctional officer to walk him in
Bail money on debt, come at my neck
Plus that boy cause that same place where him ? where he slept
I issue eternal rest, sign up and be a subscriber
The price of life that's so high that I must make sure I stay higher
Stay with the purp out of piso?
Smacking as deep as needles
They run in the rock just like I play quarterback for the eagles
Rando donovan in the mic a
‘Fore I picked up this mic I was hitting licks
Did dirt with plenty disciples
I’m gang bang affiliated, federal investigated, self educated
All my co-conspirators catching cases
I got straight out of college and I made it at home ?
But believe I got the balls to clear up all of my altercations
Leave faces with operations, closed casket console
Tryna make million dollars, f-ck a million downloads
But if that equal the same, smash it up and give me my change
I made a lane up in this game so n-ggas goin’ remember the name
Gangsta Gibbs ho, two b-tches cooking in the crib hoe
Still push a bucket but I ride it like a Benz hoe
Tryna find a bridge ho, to slanging raps, from slanging weight
Said the Fred the new age ? call me baby face

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