Lyrics:
the moonlight)
A barracuda chased our dog days away
Forever
Let's sink or swim 'til we fall in love
(And dance in the moonlight)
When we join the yacht club
I
Future's so bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
I'm criminal minded, winter coat climate
Cold, fucking up your
stars (yeah)
My shades on (2 Chainz) in the club
I don't see you broads
I'm criminal minded, winter coat climate
Cold fucking up your sinus, bitches
scoop you
See the jake, don't hit the brake, just go to neutral
Barbeques, white yacht parties, that's what he's used to
Pool, hoes, clubs and cribs,
girlfriends, rolling by my side,
Stacks of money, we be taking worldwide.
Yachts in the harbor, shining in the sun,
Makin' moves, we the kings, number one.
bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
I'm criminal minded, winter coat climate
Cold, fucking up your sinus,
so bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
I'm criminal minded, winter coat climate
Cold. F***ing up your
so bright, that all I see is stars
My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads
I'm criminal minded, winter coat climate
Cold. Fucking up your
of the season
My reason's gone, close of play
I just can't mix in all the clubs I know
Now Labor's in, I have no place to go
You're on a yacht near an island
find an icy track I slide on it
[Chorus]
I know there's got to be a fine honey
With her hands up in this club for me
I'm about to get her
And I
double M fees
We in every hood, nigga, government cheese
Yachts and Yacht Masters, Old Dirty Bastard
Floor seat for the Heat paper that I'm stackin'
Better
it twisted
I'm still in the clubs on the chairs gettin' twisted
Nonstop rhyme from the summer to the winter (ballin')
Harder than ? Sportcenter
Who
chimney he gonna get caught
(He gonna get caught)
Hot
Hot
Hot Chocolate
Santa gonna give me a yacht now Im part of the yachty club
Now I’m part
Biffy and hit Bottega
Coolin' and I'm chillin', I'm posted up on the yacht
And I still smell like Nostrand I'm from the block
Got that thing on me, you
Nickel plated Glocks and Lamborghinis
Exotic cannabis sativas and martinis
Lamb chops and pastas trips to the operas
100 ft yachts jets
Hello?
What you doin' tonight?
Oh shit
Shawty so cold, pussy winter fresh
Reservations to eat and you my dinner guest
Shawty clean up nice,
When I first counted up 100 man I really couldn’t tie my shoes
Everybody call me young thug when I’m in the club just pass me the hookah
Jacket is
at the bottom, she got her body down right
All the trips to the doctor, yachts on the harbor
We the ones that took a farther
What's your life like, yeah, tellin'
world peace
Two on the yacht, million on the fleet (on the fleet)
Fo' five for a pound of that leaf (that leaf)
A hundred dollars for a chopper
don't care what they doing over there
Wrap my dreads in a ponytail
I thumb through the cash right in front of folks
AK on the yacht, that's my banana
lookin' all pale
While I'm on a yacht, overseas, doin' my nails
(Get low Digga!)
Now he sittin' there lookin' stuck
He thinkin' cause he spent
lookin' all pale
While I'm on a yacht, overseas, doin' my nails
(Get low Digga!)
Now he sittin' there lookin' stuck
He thinkin' cause he spent
Diamonds on my wrist
Diamonds on my wrist
Fur coats and designers clothes is why I fucked yo bitch
When I pull up to the club, these niggas sick
Make
no clubs
Body bad
Top Shelf when i pour up
Yacht thicky
And you know I make that shit flood
In my Birkin now these bitches on my coat tail
Ain't no
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