One More Time - Curren$y

Stones, stoned

Immaculate

Stoned

Jet life, jet life, jet life

Lo sweaters & better, bitch bring it on

Stacked enough cheddar to change the weather love, where we goin'?

Land into them coupes with the fine leather, 6 figure gas pedals

I got these broads under pressure, cause they been knowin'

See that nigga there?

Year after year he top scorin'

How you want it?

Them leers or them 7−87 boeings?

Wutchu doin'?

Them roadsters tourin' editions with the tops on 'em

One thing’s fo' sho, them J.L.R.

boys be quick to drop on 'em

No hot soup for em', without warnin'

Either a nigga hella high, touchin' the clouds or the sky fallin'

I do this for my league money niggas and my home boys who not ballin'

Trill bitches know that I keep me a fifty tucked in my sock for em'

Roll up, hot box the Caprice out, make the block fog

Let 'em out, get back on my paper route, stack house

Keep that shit bumpin' like a drive-through crack house

Rap hustlin' she wait for em', to come inside, so I could smash out

Love, roll the weed up, let your head down, shut the blinds

Cut the music up, wait, turn around one more, turn

Wait, turn around one more, turn

Let your head down, shut the blinds

Wait, turn around one more, turn

Put your head down, shut the blinds

Couple years ago one, turn around

Put your head down, shut the blinds

Couple years ago wait, turn around, one more time

Wait up, let your head down, shut the blinds

Cut the music up, wait, turn around one more time

Roll the weed up, let your hair down, shut the blinds

Cut the music up, wait, turn around one more time

Love

Roll the weed up, let your hair down, shut the blinds

Cut the music up, wait, turn around one more time

Love

Jet life, jet life

Love

Jet life, jet life

Love

Shut the blinds

One more time