Ox Curren$y
"Ox" by Curren$y, released in 2019, is a hip-hop track that explores themes of resilience, ambition, and the hustle of street life. The lyrics reflect on personal growth and the pursuit of dreams amidst challenges. Musically, it features smooth beats and jazzy undertones, characteristic of Curren$y's laid-back style. #HipHop
[Intro]
Big TV nigga, big ass remote
[Verse 1]
Understand you dealing with the real deal here
Please have a nigga shit laid when I land
Outside baggage claim, four Mecerdes Benz sedans
Two for them bitches, two for me and my mans
Behind curtains and glass with gas in my hand
Six million dollar man with plans to expand
Ted Dibiase with my pothead posse
Jet life all day, money green monopoly
I'm high doing my thing, I am not asleep
I'm right in my pocket, low rider keys
I'm right in my pocket rubber band 10Gs
Upper deck in the stadium, champaign taking the game in
A couple my homies is playing i ain't about to name them
Mobsters move like we don't have vocal pipes
All of that speakin, singin, saying
Got alot of Gs like the keys and keys thrown away
No way shape or form could we stop making this
Cake, I'm in the kitchen with a bakers mit
Writing these drugs
You ain't know your plug had a plug
Right by me whole time you ain't know who it was
Highed up, fly lifers
Swoop your mami up death from above
Cause I'm killing her with the game
Circles around her brain
She caught up in the wings
Big TV nigga, big ass remote
[Verse 1]
Understand you dealing with the real deal here
Please have a nigga shit laid when I land
Outside baggage claim, four Mecerdes Benz sedans
Two for them bitches, two for me and my mans
Behind curtains and glass with gas in my hand
Six million dollar man with plans to expand
Ted Dibiase with my pothead posse
Jet life all day, money green monopoly
I'm high doing my thing, I am not asleep
I'm right in my pocket, low rider keys
I'm right in my pocket rubber band 10Gs
Upper deck in the stadium, champaign taking the game in
A couple my homies is playing i ain't about to name them
Mobsters move like we don't have vocal pipes
All of that speakin, singin, saying
Got alot of Gs like the keys and keys thrown away
No way shape or form could we stop making this
Cake, I'm in the kitchen with a bakers mit
Writing these drugs
You ain't know your plug had a plug
Right by me whole time you ain't know who it was
Highed up, fly lifers
Swoop your mami up death from above
Cause I'm killing her with the game
Circles around her brain
She caught up in the wings
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