The 560 Sl Lyrics - Curren$y

Big paper on the low like a coke sale 

Heard they're tryna stop us but oh well 

Big paper on the low like a coke sale 

560 SL 

Heard they're tryna stop it but oh 

Skyline, condo high rise 

Roof top pool, let them birds swan dive 

Disrespect the apple of your eye 

Thinking she was a prize 

She a pie and everybody gets a slice 

Cut, slumped in the 240 SX 

And they ain't even know it was us 

Surprised by the time they realize you was getting with the deal 

Fucking with the motherfukers, homie this is real 

Michael Mann, camera pan, glimpse into the life that I live 

It's just rap but it's looking like that king pin shit, so they set traps 

Tell 'em throw that salt back on the spice rack 

Bosses take and give careers back 

Orphans looking for their real dads 

Oh how many rap sons I have 

Laughing as I hit the gas, then I lit the gas 

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560 SL 

Big paper on the low like a coke sale 

560 SL 

Heard they're tryna stop us but oh well 

560 SL 

Big paper on the low like a coke sale 

560 SL 

Heard they're tryna stop it but oh 

560 SL, $70, pump one at the shell 

Who else could it possible be? 

Done so well you know it had to be me 

Capital G, tee tops on the grand national 

At the business conference via satellite 

Couldn't make it in cause I had a wild night 

Fill me in on what I'm missing, get them checks right 

The streets gon' love with what I do with mine on site 

Super sport, pumped on the black tops in the cut 

Ballin' out, holding that smoke in 

As the world go round, prices go up 

As the tips go down, they duplicate, we innovate sounds 

That's why I never play my new shit round them clowns 

King shit, Rolex crowns, we chopping paper in here 

Don't know what you talking bout right now 

We sitting in this 

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560 SL 

Big paper on the low like a coke sale 

560 SL 

Heard they're tryna stop us but oh well 

560 SL 

Big paper on the low like a coke sale 

560 SL 

Heard they're tryna stop it but oh 

I'm finished answering question on personal shit 

I'm tired of niggas running up on me asking for verses and shit 

Been too many places where they act like we ain't supposed to be there 

They don't respect us, still we start cursing and shit 

I might need a hearse for my 'fit 

My verses so tight that I have to write them cursive and spit 

I might need a nurse I'm that sick 

I might need a girl who don't care about purses and shit 

I might be the best of my time, my team record perfect 

Can't achieve less you working 

I done came a long way, came a long way 

These boys ain't never seen it, I heard it 

That's why they show me love and respect when they see me in person 

Show you how to be a boss instead of being a burden 

Spread love, that's the player way 

Got your main bitch in my Mercedes rolling up 

Thought I told you I'ma shine fool 

Pocket full of money, keep them pistols in the tuck 

Get my 

560 SL 

Big paper on the low like a coke sale 

560 SL 

Heard they're tryna stop us but oh well 

560 SL 

Big paper on the low like a coke sale 

560 SL 

Heard they're tryna stop it but oh