Lyrics:
Ridin' on a boat with my man Michael Bolton
Jack Sparrow
Sergio
Tortuga
Hey, I've never been in a digital shorts
But these white boys are obsessed
knees and bless me with a gem in the Caribbean
Skiin' off by P.M.
Snatch Canadian cream with Scandinavians
Fellatium style, play it like thirty two
because I
Like the windows and looking
Outside and stuff
And I think why the album has
Such a bright tone to it
Yo
You got cum in your ear laughs
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
You're lucky I didn't take a laxitive or something like that! In fact I ain't had no nookie... I ain't had
no... none of the other, or anything like that
was Michael Bolton
Hold on, do you fuckin' dirty like the soap gone
Froze on, it's bone chilling, colder than the Pope's secrets
Older than Capone's
you have right now?
WEST: Well, influence isn't my definition of
Success it's a
By-product of my creativity i just
Want to create more i would be
Fine
my dying day
And you drove all the way from Kansas just to hear me sang
I saw ya standin' there by the record machine
I know you ain't Michael Bolton
with a piece of
Shit like you for another day
This battle is like the
Alpha versus the Omega
Yeah you the start of it all
But I have evolved and became
Steph
We call lil Kadi Michael J
Why
Kause he shot 45 (Why)
Stop tryna guess what Ima say
Ian say 23 (Like Jordan)
But if you want you get stumped like
, four hours to
Find out the number, like I had to phone up musicians I knew and suddenly
Somehow I got the number, and phoned him up: "you might not know
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
Michael Bolton singing I can go the distance
I'm a accelerate further so they know I'm driven
And watch me get away with murder like I'm OJ Simpson
I speak
Yeah
My album covers like Thriller
Michael Jackson come beat it, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Back to back, I'm dropping God's timing
God said
fucked by Muggs
I'd like to give a shout to Cypress
This can't be real, you dissed me and I was just tryin' to
Give you a shout, now get the fuck out my
to end this verse
Utopia, you're wishing and I'm hoping
We can keep on dancing to Michael Bolton
When a man loves a woman just like I do
Our joining will
(bitch)
Dressed like a Jedi at a Best Buy on the Westside
I'm hot, dawg, no you're not, I'm the guy with the Oscar at Meijers
In appliances by
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it with
for you, for you
And I'd bid too high on The Price Is Right
And I'd sweat to the oldies all night
I'd be depressed like Morrissey
And slayed by
motor-boating
Flowing, wavy like the hair on Michael Bolton
Poking, from out the surface like a dolphin fin
Finishing any competition that's opposing him
You
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
Ladies and gentlemen I like to thank you for listening to this track. I like to thank you for
motherfucker, you ain't gotta like me
How you stuntin' these hoes?
Need to talk what you know
And stop talkin' 'bout who I'm sticking and licking
Just mad it
motherfucker, you ain't gotta like me
How you stuntin' these hoes?
Need to talk what you know
And stop talkin' 'bout who I'm sticking and licking
Just mad it
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