Lyrics:
in a boat
I'm in a boat
I'm in a boat
Do I look like, I fly by my mars
Pop by I'll watch you watch oh
Do I look like I fly by my own
Fly by I'll watch
to me, I'm an intentional freak
Get to fucking on the beat, yeah
Get to fucking on the beach
Miami on Christmas Eve, yeah
I got tricks up my sleeve, yeah
I
you
Fuck with me I'm a thug
You already know how we come I'm
In the hood where the drugs, and the slugs
Nigga already know just how we gone come
You pay
how them stars glow
Give me motivation, out in Miami, know the Haitians
All the hitters got the bitches and I'm MMG
A legend on Collins how they gon'
to the west coast, all my bitches
Bitches who get props 'cause they know who can get got
Who they can get shot by the way ya nigga's hip drop
Walk up in
to the west coast, all my bitches
Bitches who get props 'cause they know who can get got
Who they can get shot by the way ya nigga's hip drop
Walk up in
wilin nigga
I'm twice that body nigga
About 100 miles an hour nigga
Trick Daddy, Trick Daddy
Yung Wun, Yung Wun
Yo, Ball Out
Give it up, give it
on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
[Trick Daddy]
My shit is platinum
These assholes wearin' white gold
See, I'm too smart for this 'cause
on the stage, uh
I just hopped off a boat in Miami (oh!)
Euphoria face look like I’m Maddy (oh!)
My sugar daddy asking me for candy
Hate me if you must that’s
on the stage
I just hopped off a boat in Miami
Euphoria face look like I’m Maddy
My sugar daddy asking me for candy
Hate me if you must that’s a no no
I be
like a fucking trick
Go and get your hood little scary we can handle this
Like I told you boys juicy j is on that M-Town
Got that cheese coming in
mill like it really aint nothing,
I?m a forbes top hundred
You a forbes top nothing,
I got houses in Miami,
Mermaids up in them fishing tanks,
I?ve been
wish I would
Bad bitch like me? Hoes wish they could (could)
She a Casper to me, I need glasses to see
In the mall with her daddy, she a bastard to me
And I Ain't got daddy's money I got real dough
And I don't skate bitch I let my Ice do it
Im in the basement with some real shooters
I was strapped in
and out, from the muthafuckin digi-dash to da muthafuckin pipes)
You betta believe it
(You know who it is, Trick Daddy, Yung Joc, Lets Go)
I like the way,
catch me somewhere stickin' yo baby daddy
They say oh "Missy you wack" but y'all not ready
Cause I come back like a smack
You hear my gats in yo back
Good vs evil man you know the real
You think people actin up by their own will
I pray God wake you up wit the words I spill
Principalities in this
How'd'ya like a mansion in Manhattan
And a cosy cottage by the sea?
How'd'ya like to dress in silk and satin?
Baby, have a little dream on me
How'd
still abandon spots
Sippin henny in the Bentley
Playing crash and cop
By the dollar daddy up my stash is stocked
Got him gaspin' steady asking
When
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
was sleeping in that Yota passing out flyers out to frats
I’m in Miami with a piece of paper scan for all my @’s
I did every open mic around
First 48, Momma she dread
Used to watch it before she went to bed
Paranoid when I ain't come in by 12
Scared 12 would bring me in full of lead
First
Fake niggas throw shit in they drinks
Club nights we snatch linx politic, Africans and Chinks
While World of Sport niggas snort coke by the seconds
Heard you ain't recognized
Its been a long time ya prime
Thought you white wine but you was all kinds
Pick you up in my whip and by your hips
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