Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Son


Interface


Niveau de difficulté


Accent



langue de l'interface

fr

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Politique de cookies   |   Soutien   |   FAQ
1
s'inscrire / se connecter
Lyrkit

faire un don

5$

Lyrkit

faire un don

10$

Lyrkit

faire un don

20$

Lyrkit

Et/Ou soutenez-moi sur les réseaux sociaux. réseaux:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Curren$y

Dollar Sign Eyes

 

Dollar Sign Eyes

(album: The Spring Collection - 2018)


[Curren$y:]
Roll up every morning, before we get down to this 'ish
Plotting how to murder these motherfuckers 'fore they kill us
Street's on fire, I'm still one of the coldest niggas
Dollar sign eyes, younging you gotta have them visions
Dollar sign eyes (dollar sign eyes, dollar sign eyes)
Dollar sign eyes, gotta have them visions

American dream, foreign machines
13 Lamborghinis arrived on the scene
R.I.P. to the club 'cause we killed it
She chose up and left ya, she left with us, she don't feel ya
I'm in the truck, rolling up, I'm with my familia
We familiar with them millions, 'cause we been living
Ownership, and you only visit, you can't take it with ya
This was reserved for real niggas and bitches addicted to figures
Shit cold, it could kill ya, you need an intervention
The taste of money in yo system, and you stuck with it
Like a tapeworm pushing you to earn digits
Save the deposit, this yacht came with a helicopter
Hop out the Wraith, yo bitch wan' take some pictures by it
Hate in your eyes as you watching

Roll up every morning and then we get down to the 'ish
Plotting how to murder these motherfuckers 'fore they kill us
Street's on fire, I'm still one of the coldest niggas
Dollar sign eyes, younging you gotta have them visions
Dollar sign eyes

[Joey Bada$$:]
My nigga I'm just happy to be here, happy to see fear
Right in his eyes, and there's nothing to be scared
About anymore, nothing but me and my Lord
On this journey on my course, see the effects of what I've caused
Now I, just throw it in the bag, never matter what that shit cost
'Cause I can't afford to not floss
50 thousand on the wardrobe, but that's a write off
On the income tax, otherwise a nice loss, ha ha
I got this shit mastered, I'm in a different bracket
She hit me after dropping five bands on the jacket
Shit the old me would have had to jack it
But now the chips stacking, and I'm living lavish
It's steady macking, if your bitch attracting (attractin')
'Cause I'm a chick magnet (magnet)
She say she got a man, as if that shit mattered, uh
If I was here then I just couldn't be madder
Excuse my manners, me and Spitta we just wave up the scanners

[Curren$y:]
Roll up every morning and then we get down to the 'ish
Plotting how to murder these motherfuckers 'fore they kill us
Street's on fire, I'm still one of the coldest niggas
Dollar sign eyes, young and you gotta have them visions
Dollar sign eyes
Roll up every morning and then we get down to the 'ish
Plotting how to murder these motherfuckers 'fore they kill us
Street's on fire, I'm still one of the coldest niggas
Dollar sign eyes, young and you gotta have them visions
Dollar sign eyes

fait

Avez-vous ajouté tous les mots inconnus de cette chanson ?