Yacht Music
Drama
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Light a cigar or somethin'
Yeah, pour me a drink dog, would you?
Just chillin'
Drama style
This is yacht music, rocks in the G-Shock music
Let's tie our boats together, run from deck to deck
With vintage shades we can ride the coast together
Weather 90, no chinchilla coats or leather find me
Virgin Islands, Crown Bay Marina
88' Filas, 999 aficionados, Grade A marijuana
I ain't stressin' shit, this recession don't affect the rich
Count a hundred G's in a hundred degrees
But Mumia's locked up so none of us are free
Still it wonders me, from slave ships to havin' best
Boat contests in St. Tropez with skinny white model ass
This for my niggas, the level's work, I found heaven on earth
I found money kills loyalty, bitches is salty at me
This is raw news, I'm watchin' rich niggas actin' like poor dudes
Check all of they moves, they used to eat at Mr. Chows
Now they switch they styles, from smiles to frowns
They don't glisten, they gettin' foul, they was gettin' it
I was hittin' them, they wasn't textin' back
Now they hittin' my jack, askin' where am I at
It's desperation in they voice, I'm just with my boys
Same place I been, same Timbs
Different color Benz, couple twins, couple friends
On the water just listenin' to yacht music
I've come too far to go back now
Done too much, I know that
I'm goin' nowhere, nowhere, yeah
Come too far to just stop
Gotta keep on, yeah
'Cause I'm goin' nowhere, yeah
Uh, uh, feel good man, sun beamin' on me
Lookin' good through these Cartiers
Zoned out, eye pie up on the yacht music
Shop music, shoppin' for a drop to it
Or probably clothes on the home by the docks to it
Beach houses, a few freaks, two spouses
Bought 'em each blouses, turquoise pouches
Got suede on the wall, gator print couches
Statues, water fountains overlook the mountains
Countin', throwin' dollars from the foyer
Doubtin' my accountant, got a lawyer for my lawyer
It's loyalty amongst everybody here
Watch as the yacht disappears from the pier
Stare as the Lear disappears off the runway
Came a long way, started weak like a Monday
And this a prayer for political prisoners
A check for the public school system, my signature
Philanthropist, I'm a foreign car analyst
Inside peanut butter, outside amethyst
All you rap niggas flashin', splurgin'
Tryna save face like a plastic surgeon
I be out earnin', I'm clean as detergent
This not a verse, it's a sermon of this earnin'
Shop music, baby, yeah
I've come too far to go back now
Done too much, I know that
I'm goin' nowhere, nowhere, yeah
Come too far to just stop
Gotta keep on, yeah
'Cause I'm goin' nowhere, yeah
And it's more than just music poppin', got my ass squattin'
In the six-deuce droppin', watchin'
All these bitches boppin', comin' out of they closets, lobbin'
In and out of this ghetto, no secret
Been a week since I seen this freak bitch
Named Sweetness who lets me release this
Lord, have mercy, Jesus
Hit the G-spot then skeet, skeet
Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
When she did the freak with me, now we don't speak
Unless she tells me she needs this stroke
That these other niggas don't know, depth that they can't go
Have her hittin' high notes, lost on the boat
Sayin' no, go slow, then stop
And she pops, ass lickin' on my yacht
This is more than just music, gets her nut
She loses focus of what she came here for
But she knows that she can't be no more than my whore
I've come too far to go back now
Done too much, I know that
I'm goin' nowhere, nowhere, yeah
Come too far to just stop
Gotta keep on, yeah
'Cause I'm goin' nowhere, yeah