Another One - Intellectual

[Chorus: Curren$y]

Then I got another one, then I got another one

Went home, parked that car came back with another one

And then I got another one, nigga I got another one

Then I got another one, then I got another one

Came back with another one, came back in another one

Went home parked that car came back in another one

Then I got another one, nigga I got another one

[Verse 1: Curren$y]

Started the day in a Wraith

Ended the the night in your wife

Forgiato made the skates

I created this Jet Life

Conservative stunts with the ice

Still giving off light through the night

Couple killers ducked out of sight

But they inches away from your life

Stay cool, no sudden moves I'm criminal smooth

I done paid dues I done paid niggas who done paid you

I been the one you looked up to

I been the one that was coming through

Making music bout the shit too

Bet a nigga never met the fool

Bitch you'll probably never do it

Settle for a second best while I'm dipping in the coupe

Money up Testarosa with my windows down

Cutting through Malibu

Totally fucking radical with a bad bitch rolling fatter doobs

OG or Gorilla Glue, roll one fucking roll two

[Chorus: Curren$y]

Then I got another one, then I got another one

Then I got another one, came back in another one

Went home, parked that car came back in another one

Then I got another one, then I got another one

Then I bought another one, then I bought another one

Then I bought another one, came back in another one

Went home parked that car came back in another one

Then I got another one, nigga I got another one

[Verse 2: T.Y.]

We making major plays, I hustle everyday

I'm nothing like these niggas, all they wan' do is hate

Back on that fly shit, like this was 2008

That sky blue G-Shock, with them ice creams on my feet

We in the game for millions, y'all in the game for bitches

The coupe can swallow the ceiling

Now we putting up signs that it's missing

Went to the gun show bought another one

So now my trigger finger itching

I swear I won't fold on my homies

On everything long as I'm living

You know we drive them Chevy's

I'm living my life like it's Belly

We smoking them big ol' buds

Gotta break it down with a machete

These fools ain't getting no money

And they don't got shit up in the bank

I spit that straight drop, take a dose tell me what you think

Make them drugs in the studio

Can't put myself 'round them stupid hoes

When we burn we burn two or more

And we don't move we let the shooters go

Introduced you to the high life

You only get one shot to do it right

Niggas mad 'cause they pockets tight

Past 11:30 run into a light

Gone

[Chorus: Curren$y]

Then I got another one, then I got another one

Went home, parked that car came back with another one

And then I got another one, nigga I got another one

Then I got another one, then I got another one

Came back with another one, came back in another one

Went home parked that car came back in another one

Then I got another one, nigga I got another one

[Verse 3: Mr. Marcelo]

Started off in the 'jects, then I landed in the jet

I be balling in New York like I play for the Mets

Niggas tryna run game, but I chew it like bubble gum

At 16 I got my first Benz at 19 I got another one

21 I got another one, 25 I got another one

Nigga I'm from the streets, the definition of a hustler

I don't move without mines, in this jungle full of lions

'Fore I jumped off the porch, I was peeking through the blinds

Yea my bitch is light brown, but the dope is dark gray

I get money in my sleep, which means I get it all day

First I got an AK, then I got myself another one

Then I got myself some money, so I guess I fell in love with guns

Niggas talk that OG shit, they don't talk it like me

Pockets heavy as a motherfucker, so they ain't walking like me

This is is audio d, yea we got a few keys

OG by the pound, yea we got a few P's

Jet Life we the streets, real talk thats facts

One phone call dog I have them shooters moving like a pack

Had the front and the back, Magnolia to the East

I started off with 100, and turned it to 100 G's

[Chorus: Curren$y]

Then I got another one, then I got another one

Went home, parked that car came back with another one

And then I got another one, nigga I got another one

Then I got another one, then I got another one

Came back with another one, came back in another one

Went home parked that car came back in another one

Then I got another one, nigga I got another one