Lyrics:
fuck the club up (can you twerk? Can you squirt?)
I just fucked on OF and I hope I don't get caught
I just fucked an influencer, turned her to a thot
contemplations
Ski, Ski ski, Ski, Ski
It's getting harder and harder
To mask my pain don't touch my hoe
I can't tell if I wanna live
Or if I wanna die boom, I say
them papers
We're standing away from the player
Haters and the impersonators
But we're sporting Gators and we
Don't cater to no hoe
From San Diego
You know
I walk in the club on tilt
My girl Giuseppe game's on CSI
Shit crazy
It's Fargo, baby
Grab ya bitch
I just stepped in here
We all
(Diego)
(Bankroll Got It)
Slipped security fifty at the door (tear the club up)
The Phantom or the Opera or the Ghost (tear the club up)
It's
chest and stomach
Niggas don't want it or ask for it, so we give it to 'em dead in the club
And let them things spit and rip through 'em dead in the club
it your first time to San Diego
Why don't we go tonight
Is it your first time to San Diego
Why don't we go tonight
Tonight
Buckle up, buttercup
Safety
bitty, put in my face
Gave her three thousand strokes, but ain't Andre
Getting mayo up in Diego, like some Padres
White Runtz got me feel like Mary Poppins
at the Playaz Club
Check the fool or kick it in the tub
'Cause we kick much ass at the Playaz Club
You can't resist it but don't get it twisted
V.I.P. that
I can tell you really wanna
Watch you smoke that never wanna
Put it on my lips and we can soar and down
Let it ski a little hazy
We don't got a talk
No broken hearts in the club, no tears in the club
'Cause we gon' get it poppin' tonight
No broken hearts in the club, more drinks pour it up
might charter a yacht
Back to the keys
Drip so hard
Had to rents jet ski
Louie boat shoes don't
Flex with the green
We lounging too hard
Under palm tree
Dub dub gore club
Perdí el control, no
No losé i don't know
No puedo dormir ¡No!
No puedo dormir
Mi cuenta de banco ahora solo puede subir, si
Llegan
Wide-body Ferrari, when I pull up, bring the hoes out
We walk through the club, ain't no searchin', with the poles out
Lambo' with the doors out,
Only thing I wanna know is
And everywhere I go, yeah
Only thing I wanna know is ridin' with me
And everywhere I go The bag slidin' with me
I don
the bad guy
They don't give a fuck
They just wanting the crack high (huh?)
But we don't give a fuck
We just want the dough to stack high
(That diego
Balenci', Balenci', Balenci (Balenci', Balen')
This Rollie don't do no tick-ticky (no ticky)
My diamonds hit back like a Frisbee (Frisbee)
And none of my
never thought
Felt untouchable
Till he felt that niggas rod
Now he prayin up to god
Hopin he don't rot
They ask Diego where the money
And he gives a nod
the box until the money fill it (money fill it)
Ski mask in my pocket so don't make me peel it (make me peel it)
Yayo in my blood, it's like I need a rush
Yay, Yay
Wassup Kay Slay, Its the big homie E A Ski
Ya know, And I brought some West Coast riders with me
That'll ride on ya bitch ass
You got
Reality for me I don't see it like you see
Broken Piano, pockets stuffed with magic beans
Walk up in the club, I got like fifty bands (walk up, walk up)
feat. E A Ski, Kam, MC Ren
[E A Ski talking]
Yay, Yay
Wassup Kay Slay, Its the big homie E A Ski
Ya know, And I brought some West Coast riders
Kesha (Yeah)
Really don't want to leave her (Really don't want to leave her)
But I know I should leave her (But I know I should leave)
Why
Because I know
Fumo gas, Melrose, lascia fare, let's go
Nel mio hood non parli (no), non è cool, è un party
Sexy red ski, qui fumano tutti weed
Di che parli? Let me
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