Curren$y - Motion Lyrics
[feat. Cornerboy P][Intro: from "Super Fly"]"Alright you seen the dice, now let me see your money"[Hook: Curren$y]Smelling like weed and VersaceWhips on blades like hockey skatesI already know them hoes watchingNiggas on side them they gon' hateI ain't really worrying about themThis our time now, little homie gotta waitTry to control your faceHide your emotions, don't let everybody know itWatch the Godfather, gangsta pictures in motionMotion, picture my nigga, picture us rolling(Watch the Godfather, gangsta pictures in motion)Motion, picture my nigga, picture us rollingWatch the Godfather, gangsta pictures in motionMotion, picture my nigga, picture us rollingWatch the Godfather, gangsta pictures in motionMotion, picture my nigga, picture us rolling[Verse 1: Curren$y]Michael Corleone, presidential Rollie onCloset full of Jordan, Foams, Penny OnesWhat they want, type of shit they onWe sling dope 'around here, dope tracks maDope boy rides I buy, five outsideThree at mom's crib, she start 'em every now and thenUnderground, though the word is I'm getting kinda bigMe, Roddy, and Trade smoke hella J's with Puff n'emCome out with, grew up with, blew up with these niggasI was standing in the front black 6'sTaking pictures with our best *****esBottom mama, that money pirahnaGo deep in that water, before I eat another ***** whole bodyI promise that I can tell you all about itHow the boy made a million, by spitting about chilling with his partnersFind me a lighter[Hook][Verse 2: Cornerboy P]We study long, study wrongAnd shit, I got fast stocks to make sure my money longGot paper, I'm getting to and got dollars I'm waiting onThey say life's a trip, but I don't see 'em on flights I'm onMight see me in your city with *****es you're dying to *****I'm hopping out the kind of cars you wish you had keys forMother of pearl dial, double raw begetted upBuy it, re-paint it, rim it up, you already know it's usWho else riding this clean, or burning weed this strongMaking *****es leave home with their wedding rings offNigga JLR, from these hoes to these RawsKnow the life was just, only revolves around doughAnd when they sense you getting rich, everybody plays you closeAnd I'm buying the same shit, tell me that I'm doing the most{But I love the hard top, kinda like it when it's dry?}They gon' hit me anyway, ***** 'em, thinking why not nigga, what[Hook][Verse 3: Curren$y]The flight was two and a half hoursFrom New Orleans to NYCCar service brung me to the Trump TowerGot this one cougar thing lounging - luxury housingDivorce settlement, ***** came out bigNice couches, love, condo had columnsAin't have to say shit, body language spoke volumesDid what we wanted, disappear before the morningText message when she roseLet me know I got the best of her and she woke up hornyAnd at my earliest convenience she would want moreIf only, I didn't have another flight to catch, it'd be fa shoMy clock froze on check out timeThat means I always gotta go[Hook]