lirik lagu curren$y & harry fraud - key west classic
[intro: sample]
from key west florida, southernmost tip of the united states
i’m ken squire, along with some forty~thousand spectators here
delighted to bring you the climax of one america’s fastest growing motorsports, offshore powerboat racing
[verse 1: curren$y]
f~ck is they talkin”bout?
i got every car that they talkin’ ’bout
no car~note gang, we really buy ’em out
abandon them by my b~tches’ houses, let my little homies drive ‘em
a real jet~lifer, n~gga, i was just by ya
now i’m in hawaii, i’m a real live wire, likе my homie j style
we was just littlе n~ggas, new orleans to the bay, wylin’
now we high rollin’, different coasts, both droppin’ albums
own labels, own stores, millions from apparel
you smell the weed, you smell the tires from the camaros
they goin’ crazy, if you post the action, don’t tag ’em
no face, no case, we can keep stackin’
high level, now i’m with the homie in atlanta
blowing k!ller, making classics
(la~da~da, da~da, da~da, da~da, da~da) yeah
[interlude: sample]
nine miles from here is sand key light
the boats make a critical tight exciting turn there
and that’s where our reporter jim roller is standing by
thank you very much, ken, i’m in a great vantage point for this year’s offshore world championship
it’s called sand key, checkpoint number one
it’s gonna be the first turn on the course for these boats
could provide us with some great action, back to you
[verse 2: styles p]
i wear sweatsuits, hop out of big coupes with thin links
smoking skinnies, spending my ben franks
i been frank, i’ll tell your mother her sh~t stink
quarter mil’ for the whip, you still smell dank
we light it up at the dealership
heard your album, my n~gga, did not feel the sh~t
i am currently laying a verse for curren$y
soon as i leave the lab, back to currency
waldorf, ritz, or the crib, l live comfortably
abundantly, whatever, n~gga
still in the jungle, so i dare you to come hunt for me
what do you want from me? hope it’s advice
some beg for money, and others beg for they life
i don’t ask n~ggas for sh~t, homie, it’s unpolite
i’m a spitting vet, word to spitta’s vette with the stripes, ghost
[outro]
here comes the arneson boat down to decide the world championship
number seventy, steaming back into key west
the winner in new orleans, the winner at cape coral earlier this year
the driver is on his way toward the crowd
and you know he was the winner of the 1982 apba world championship here in key west last year
so a repeat for him, he’s got to be excited
the arneson special, thirty~seven feet long, coming across the line to wrap up the world title
we’ll meet the winners in a moment
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