Lyrics:
a yacht by Saturday
It's a love song
A love song
Do another interview
Sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And sing love songs
Malibu will get ya
Malibu
Malibu will get ya
Malibu
It'll get ya!
Yacht clubs
Hot tubs
Back rubs
How do you do?
Mud slides
High
People equal profit paper
Another yacht trip to the islands
Free trip sponsored by pfizer
Another dead man in the winter
Another poor family with tents
Yea yea
Surf
Catch the Wave
Saturn Boy
Drip is from bouthouse
I rock the yacht clubs
Drip In a boat house
Call that a yacht club
Fuel up the the jets
oop
Sliding wit my partner in the coupe
Busy don't do no lames in his crew
No lames
Yacht party of the month
Yacht party of the month
Ocean waves hit
waters sparklin', worries put at ease
Miami nights, Orlando's theme park thrills
Fort Lauderdale's yachts, Sarasota's chills
Daytona's beach roars,
Rcb Yacht-on a nődet vittem
Feleséged volt el se hittem nah
Ágyba vittem
Úgy hívtam őt hogy kicsi kincsem jah
Töltődik a Tesla
Közben töltöm
to my man, the Groove Merchant
Coming through with beats for which I've been searching
Like two sealed copies, of Expansions
I'm like Tom Vu with yachts
They brood in ecstasy, a thought to wrap your head 'round
The burn that earns the gleam, red crystals shine above a yacht
They put an axe in them,
i hit that store
they call it my phone
i hop out the yacht
don't call me
my drip, my chain so cold
i hop out the yacht
i got some diamonds blingy
i
Don't temp me
Shooters keep a semi
And they shoot outstanding
Need a nine? i lend it
How did i reach on a yacht
I fuck then skeet on a thot
And then
In not quite Saint Tropez near the river mouth at Heysham
The members of the yacht club stood around their boats one evening
Upon the pearly port
:
The world's most stylish billionaire is famous for his extravagant lifestyle He owns an impressive collection of luxury yachts, high performance
of all the boys I haven't kissed
Next year I could be just as good
If you check off my Christmas list
Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that's not
Love don't hang out in a grand hotel
Got no satin sheets, got no servant's bell
Ain't in Bel Air on some big old yacht
Ain't in a beach house
Give the best you got
You could be a starr
Like a sunken yacht
You could say you're not
Give the best you got
You could be a starr
You could be a starr
that's leaking through
My coat
Need a yacht that's what they call
A lil boat
Aiming on a opp through a scope
Sipping on wockhard just been
Trying to cope
and then found
You are a big shot in your eyes
I was a cataract in mine
But then I picked her up
I've got a paper boat
But you see a yacht
And that's why I
Im the real goat
Yeah
You'll never know
Ride the wave, Big yacht not a little Boat
Yeah
Even in my worst days I'm the real Goat
Know a couple things
We should go out on a weekend
Far away from every one
Just go somewhere with no stress
Catching feelings on a yatch
We should go out on a weekend
Far
Tanz zum Beat die ganze Nacht
Mach die Moves auf meiner Yacht
Die pause mehr als angebracht
Blaues Feuer ist entfacht
Leb in Bildern Farbenpracht
Ja
on me... .clean me, clean
Check for ---- airplanes, seaplanes, cruises, yachts, country clubs, money, people, lovers, power, greed, diamonds, rubies, I was
New shaq flow
Everybody ain't tripping but they got toast
Nigga we not dope boys we just yacht doe
Without a pot stove nigga make that pot roast
generation still waved their crutches threatening
Then, some years after Bob Marley's death, drunken Bacardi yuppies jumped off yachts into the waters
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