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What It Look Like (Feat. Wale) - Curren$y
We blessed to be here

It's a blessing for you to be here with us

MMG shit, Jet Life, BOA, fuck y'all

What it look like

My niggas fly niggas, this is Jet Life

For the occasion, paper planes
Look, what it look like

My niggas fly niggas, this is Jet Life
Yea!

Look, now roll my J tight
Haha, you know what they like

Yea! Yea!

Paris SB's make these niggas catch seizures

Foam game shitting on
Irish Springs and Lever

Ha! I'm more cleaver, clever
Weather any weather,
nobody doing it better

Me and Spitta, Gucci bucket I'm Gilligan

Ain't no Skipper but all
my bitches is Ginger hair

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread
meaner bars probably in the feds

MMG forever though

Money got me pulling strings,
I got that Geppetto dough

Always in them better clothes,
I be with them better hoes
No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose
Meaning aroused,
I'm sorry I'm not too good with vowels
I got a thousand bitches,
I'm not too good with vows
We in Spitta Ferrari, brand
new Tiffanys on me
The fuck what PBS premiering,

I'm addicted to Barney's
That's G shit, I be bumping fiend shit
And I'm on a roll,
you would think they giving me a X

Wordplay like a mufucker

I'm Durant at the Rucker,
your woman's a perfect jumper

Wetter than a swish and I never miss
Get her at her delicates and I ain't gotta tell her shit

Put it on whatever bitch,
me and Spitta high as shit
Rex Ryan on these hoes, Jet Life forever bitch

Look, what it look like
My niggas fly niggas, this is Jet Life
Yea!

Look, now roll my J tight

Haha, you know what they like

Yea! Yea!

The engine in back of my car
I'm clearly in a different tax bracket now, dog

Mainstream cheese but I ain't acting like y'all

Rapping that garbage, attracting maggots

I'm in Dulles waiting on
luggage – luxury baggage

Four door carriage with the V8 S badges

I'm in the mirror of the Panamera

Looking at them haters
crammed in the Dodge Stratus

Can't keep up, get your liters in order

4.8, interior custom, leather suede borders

Not mine,

I'm with Wale, I'm just a tourist on the set
Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex
I get mine and I bounce like a bad check

You smell the ounce, I ain't even in ya house yet
We smoke loud, might have to
get your ears checked out
After your hoes leave the Jets' hangout

Them lames ain't even
know the newest planes came out
But I'm in every real nigga Cutlass
in the parking lot of the Wing Stop bumping

So fuck it, I'm platinum in the streets
I never gave a fuck and that's what they love
She just wanna fuck, homie just want her

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug
And baby girl can't get enough – fill her up
Look, what it look like
My niggas fly niggas, this is Jet Life

Yea!

Look, now roll my J tight

Haha, you know what they like
Yea! Yea!

Look, what it look like

My niggas fly niggas, this is Jet Life
Yea!

Look,now roll my J tight

Haha,you know what they like

Yea!