Three 60 (feat. Juicy J) - Curren$y

My bath tub lift up, my walls do a three-sixty

Got them bitches wanting to fuck, got them haters tryna' fuck with me

Yeah they so persistent with they ignorance

Consistent with this shit, I get a little bit more meticulous

Descriptive when I spit that shit

Nigga we really live in this Jet

It’s not fictitious, ask your bitch cause she’s been in it

Impressed with how I’m dressed, and this ain’t shit bae I’m just chilling

I’m never stressed, never let 'em see me sweat

Asking who designed my sweats, examine me like I’m a exhibit

If I grew it how’d I do it, how much was it, where’d I get it

It’s sickening but I’m not tripping, love I know how to fix 'em

Broke niggas keep whining so I cop more diamonds

All my cars got leather and wood

All my hoes is nine’s and dimes

All my clothes, they smell like good

All my days, I’m gon' be high

All my nights I’m looking for the best time I can find

Sleeping when it’s over, even though a Lifer will never die

My bath tub lift up, my walls do a three-sixty

Juicy J pimp shit hard on a bitch

Talk the draw’s off a bitch

Backstage at my show, got two or three hoes let 'em slob on my dick

Take a look at my wrist, you can tell I’m paid

Rich nigga shit, I bet your bitch give me head on stage

Maybach outside, still getting head while I drive

Nigga so high, if I fall off I’m sill gon' land in the sky

Got lean in my cup, a room full of sluts, they all gon' fuck

A girl named Holly, gone on the molly

She gon' wake up with a mouth full of nuts

Curren$y the Hot Spitta, Juicy J

Double cup full of that UGK

Bitch I shine like a U.V.

ray

And I get head like a new toupee

Scared money don’t make no money

I make your ho open my door for me

I copped the Phantom, all black

I’m in the back with a snow bunny

Ferrari faster than the roadrunner

I bought that bitch with my show money

Damn right nigga, I paid cash

Yeah ho, I don’t owe nothing

I’m feeling like Superman, I’m smoking on Kryptonite

I’m living that trippy life

Damn right nigga, we don’t miss a night