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letra de off the lot - curren$y & jermaine dupri

[interlude]
ayy twin, what, what the f-ck goin’ big, bruh?
well, you know what the h-ll goin’ on wit’ me
you know i’m finna pull up somethin’ real nasty out here
know what i’m talkin’ ’bout
new h-llcat, muh’f-cka, widebody jailbreak
yeah, the jailbreak
these n-ggas ain’t havin’ this one, on god, bruh, that serious
this b-tch got 800, 800 thousand horsepower, bruh
for real, huh
and what? sh-t, you know what i mean?
and i’m finna go put some 12’s in the trunk
i’m finna put like sixteen 12’s in the trunk
finna go crazy, bruh
beat down everybody block, bruh, on god
know the young n-gga gon’ try to hop in this motherf-cker
little waterboard and sh-t — nah, i ain’t goin’
finna hit the lock ’bout a million times
beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep
[intro: 2 chainz, curren$y]
i say i’m poppin’ tags, i’m talkin’ my benzo
i’m fresh off the lot, fresh—, fresh off the lot
i say i’m poppin’ tags, i’m talkin’ my benzo
(yeah, i ain’t waitin’)
i’m fresh off the lot, fresh—, fresh off the lot
(uh)

[verse 1: curren$y, 2 chainz]
i just left off the lot in this b-tch
(fresh off the lot)
i’m finna hit the shop in this sh-t
put some rims on it and some knock in this b-tch
(fresh—, fresh off the lot)
i gotta roll, i ain’t stoppin’ for a b-tch
out here slangin’ rhymes like they rocks on the strip
(fresh—, fresh off the lot)
if it’s on, we not squashin’ that sh-t
you think you sl!ck, the homies watchin’ that sh-t
(fresh—, fresh off the lot)
ain’t no talkin’ your way outta that sh-t
tomorrow morning, whole hood gossipin’ and sh-t
’bout how many times you got hit
your closest homie, he’s so hurt ’bout that sh-t
because he wasn’t by your side when you dipped
but he feel like n-ggas gotta die about that sh-t
he ridin’ to the other side and it’s only him
and a pistol, he don’t care which one really did it
anybody outside gon’ get it
tears in his eyes while firin’
a one-man drive-by while cryin’
the news said he dropped two bodies so now he’s smilin’
but he know he turned the hourglass over on hisself
matter of time before the enemies is out slidin’
so many emotions goin’ on inside him
i seent him on his porch, i chucked the peace sign at him
then i cracked my volume
[chorus: curren$y, 2 chainz]
i just left off the lot in this b-tch
(fresh off the lot)
i’m finna hit the shop in this sh-t
put some rims on it and some knock in this b-tch
(fresh—, fresh off the lot)
i gotta roll, i ain’t stoppin’ for a b-tch
out here slangin’ rhymes like they rocks on the strip
(fresh—, fresh off the lot)
if it’s on, we not squashin’ that sh-t
you think you sl!ck, the homies watchin’ that sh-t
(fresh—, fresh off the lot)
ain’t no talkin’ your way outta that sh-t
tomorrow morning, whole hood gossipin’ and sh-t

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
dude took the pack from the wrong n-gga (wrong)
bruh called him back, he told bruh to come get it (come get it)
months passed by, caught him in the trenches
you know what happened next — nevermind, forget it
remember, i’m an artist, let me paint a picture (yeah)
this when repercussions turn to competition
who gon’ do it first, have somebody weepin’ (weepin’)
this my dirty flo’, ain’t n0body sweepin’ (ain’t n0body sweepin’)
it’s a war outside, like you mobb deep
bow-bow in the face, turn the other cheek (bow)
who gon’ call the mama when they layin’ in the street
you know that p-ssed me off so don’t you say that sh-t to me
um, bodies start droppin’ (droppin’), people stop speakin’ (speakin’)
now they in the streets playin’ hide and go seek and (d-mn)
every week a funeral, it got different preachers (preachers)
depend on what i’m ridin’ in, it got different features
[chorus: curren$y, 2 chainz]
d-mn, i just left off the lot in this b-tch
(fresh off the lot)
i’m finna hit the shop in this sh-t
put some rims on it and some knock in this b-tch
(fresh—, fresh off the lot)
i gotta roll, i ain’t stoppin’ for a b-tch
out here slangin’ rhymes like they rocks on the strip
(fresh—, fresh off the lot)
if it’s on, we not squashin’ that sh-t
you think you sl!ck, the homies watchin’ that sh-t
(fresh—, fresh off the lot)
ain’t no talkin’ your way outta that sh-t
tomorrow morning, whole hood gossipin’ and sh-t

[outro: 2 chainz]
fresh off the lot
fresh—, fresh off the lot
fresh—, fresh off the lot
fresh—, fresh off the lot

- curreny jermaine dupri

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