Still Ridin’ Curren$y (Ft. Street Wiz & Young Roddy)

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
I'm the hottest thing in the street
Ya'll ain't got nothing for me
Crib already off the hook, and I ain't talking about buyin' a book
When I say I'm about to add another story
Nigga in the club, twisted and bent
Bitches on my nuts like a socket wrench
To say that I spit, would make no sense
Do mixtapes for free, I made no cents
My pockets ain't hurting, I can flaunt my skills a little bit
Y'all thinking my money spent, but its in a vent
Spitta in a boot homie, that is an event
Spitta cop a coup, you niggas trying to rent
Bring these Fugazi ass niggas to the light
Prove they counterfeit
I am on my Puff Daddy thing
Make bad girls sing like Danity Kane
Its the fast life, word to the re-up game
Took a couple seats out the plane, made more room to dance
FS Jets got the world wide wingspan
Listenin' to nature, talk about Sega
Dream Cast NBA 2k until the plane land
And I still got the iceberg sweats, you see them
Money so old it should be in a museum