Alert Curren$y (Ft. Styles P)

[Chorus: Curren$y]
Never stop, 'til we pick up loot on every block
The roof of the crib got that helicop
Coupe move with new shoes and socks
Not to mention the masterpiece watch
Not to mention the chain or the diamond rings
Material things, wasteful, I know
But I just use it as a way to keep score, fo' sure

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Shit bigger than a 6 plus, this is us
The crew who you hide your bitches from
Jet Life homie, you tryin' to get rich or what?
Close the deal in a restaurant, power lunch
I had the veal with the parmesan
Bed of angel hair pasta it was resting on
Two mimosas, a to-go cup with Coca-Cola
Now I'm smokin', rollin', gas in my motor, sippin' my soda
We use the Pro Tools to break down boulders
My girl pull her own weight, with her sexy lil' shoulders
In the strapless Vera Wang, Alexander or whoever made it
I just know she paid it, it cost me Nathan
Sexy, cool, crazy
My baby like one of them hot 70's ladies
Under disco lights with her hips swayin'
To the music playin'
While I'm makin' major moves with the boss playas
Win or lose I was there, beginning to end
I paid dues so I'm included and you never knew it
Until you saw we did it you was still tryna do it
Lookin' at us lookin' like stars, and we lookin' at you stupid
Sucks to be you, kid... drugs in the music