Lyrics:
We made it so you can’t say we ain’t it
We’re taking over both sides of the bay bridge
Til they take me back up where the angels is
For now it’s just
the moment on Coconut Bay
You said you felt so happy and wanted to know
If a ring of gold would prove you loved me so.
We cuddled up together by the coconut
Cruising a small isolated bay
Shooting their rifles down into the water
Surely it was one of these men
Embarrassed to whip his dick out in front
I stay
St. Louis like Nelly, eyy, look what you want, a nine or a K
Fuck all that talking, we mobbing and running commas up 'till the dollars is
into the bay
By now my friends, could see their minds
As I watched them drift away, all singing
Final boarding time
Now their souls are washed up
sight,
Oh What fun it is to rove and sing A plunder song tonight
Ring the bells, ring the bells,Pirates in the bay!
So get down on your knees and pray
gambled in Spain
An' I bet you ten dollars
That I'll beat you next game
I build me a cabin
On a mountain so high
So I can see Nelly
As she goes
with the Ruger, by the intersect sign
Hit 'em with a Tommy, so my niggas call me Pammy
And I always keep the jammy
In a truck or in a Lamby
Put my
when the girls go by is,
Why am I so fly
I don't know, but uh
[Chorus: x2]
I go by the name of Bow Weezy and,
All the other lil'homies be easy
the battleships sailing away
From right where you left me
Next to Galveston Bay
Well, the clock just keeps a'tickin'
Time goes by so fast
As the barges keep
Watch me sing baby by the big baby yeah
I brought my ring with me
Have a fling with me
Yeah
I feel pain
I feel pain
I feel pain
By the Bank
I feel pain
I
Once the plastic blew
Five shots changed my whole life
Throats were slit
Niggas died by my orders when
I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild
right
stop do shit Molly
light the blunt let it fly
mind going never back
pray for the family
Pray for cousin Zack
Pray for buddy Nelly
sit right here
gettin' hot in hurr where is Nelly
Send me twerking videos on my celly
Love it when I go deep in her belly
Say she comin back back to my telly
Girl gimme
the way I cook it up
And you know I got bars for days
Ball like the Rays up in Tampa Bay
Or ball like the Bucs
I'm Tom Brady
Oh damn this is an anthem
This
clothes like you was Nelly.
They looking for me hit me on my cellular la telly.
Shotta ya gon’ too far like Teddy off of Belly.
I cut em short
then I'd be a fat man
Skee ba da do baby, you could call me scat man
Droppin eggs like Robin, now I'm turning into Batman
Nelly Furtado I'm like
any topic
It's a problem, I can't solve it, told a tenny titty pop it
Drop the hoodie like it's hot in here, at least what Nelly call it
It's holocaust
Said it's gettin' hot in here, somebody turn down Nelly
Nicknamed the Cheryl, she shoot it like Reggie
Between her and her girls, they cake like confetti
just chillin' with Murph Dert!
Your girl's in the club, but feelin' on Murph Dert!
And half of these hoe's be askin' for Nelly team
I don't know where
ain't stoppin me dawg
Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords
You will, die by the gun
fucking merked by some lame
Heard he got it in the Range nigga Caine popped one in his brain
Over some-thang, took his watch and his chain
Country boys
like she look at some zags.
I'm on the celli telli trying to get some roll from Nelly.
Need it very smelly, fitin to go chunk for the telli.
It's
hands (keep your hands) off my bay-ee-a-by
I ain't gonna tell you but-a one more time
Oh, keep your hands (keep your hands) off my bay-ee-a-by
Girl,
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