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YACHT LIFE
by Lil Stanka & Frogg
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Yeah, go pour em up
Welcome out there
Throw em up
Hood throw em up
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
Yeah we don't give a fuck
Yeah, yeah yeah
Where they at?
Where they at?
Check dis out
Bitch we drinking no thinking go pour em up
Where them real smokers at nigga roll em up
And we gon keep gettin money we gon run it up
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
That nigga keep getting money talkin bout run it up
Bitch I'm live, I ain't talkin Facebook or the gram
Bitch I'm know I'm talkin bout them yams
And bitch I go ham, got that ass shakin like jam
She need to let a Florida boy cam
Cuz I'ma put it on her ass like "that's real"
Bitch you know I'm doper then a dope deal
Ridin on the water bitch no wheels
Bikini thongs on wit dem high heels
So let a real nigga chill cuz you know it's time to wild out
Bigg balls in my hand I'ma file out
Real nigga checkin in, no time out
On a yacht bitch it's hot so we cool out
On my grown man shit no sticks out
I'm from Palm Beach County what tha lick bout
Summer time watch dem boys bring the Chevys out
That's how it is down here in tha dirty south
Bitch we drinking no thinking go pour em up
Where them real smokers at nigga roll em up
And we gon keep gettin money we gon run it up
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
That nigga keep getting money talkin bout run it up
Bitch I'm Frogg, I'm bout money
All gas no breaks straight road runner
Bitch I'm comin kenbo slice bloodline wit meh watch ya ass get dummie
Nah I ain't runnin cuz it's levels to dis shit u a punk ima bigg dawg bitch
Bitch I'm serious all my Dawgs big it's sick Rest In Peace Eddie G my nigga
Love my city Palm Beach County all trenches get money throw it up my nigga
Nigga fuck they feelings
Fuck how they feel how they living, run that trap up and get that bag nigga, nigga
(Ay yo Dice I don't know what they got goin on lil bruh
But you know what time it is, we gettin money over here mane)
Bitch we drinking no thinking go pour em up
Where them real smokers at nigga roll em up
And we gon keep gettin money we gon run it up
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
That nigga keep getting money talkin bout run it up
Yeah, go pour em up
Welcome out there
Throw em up
Hood throw em up
We don't give a fuck
We don't give a fuck
Yeah we don't give a fuck
Yeah, yeah yeah
Where they at?
Where they at?
Check dis out
Bitch we drinking no thinking go pour em up
Where them real smokers at nigga roll em up
And we gon keep gettin money we gon run it up
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
That nigga keep getting money talkin bout run it up
Bitch I'm live, I ain't talkin Facebook or the gram
Bitch I'm know I'm talkin bout them yams
And bitch I go ham, got that ass shakin like jam
She need to let a Florida boy cam
Cuz I'ma put it on her ass like "that's real"
Bitch you know I'm doper then a dope deal
Ridin on the water bitch no wheels
Bikini thongs on wit dem high heels
So let a real nigga chill cuz you know it's time to wild out
Bigg balls in my hand I'ma file out
Real nigga checkin in, no time out
On a yacht bitch it's hot so we cool out
On my grown man shit no sticks out
I'm from Palm Beach County what tha lick bout
Summer time watch dem boys bring the Chevys out
That's how it is down here in tha dirty south
Bitch we drinking no thinking go pour em up
Where them real smokers at nigga roll em up
And we gon keep gettin money we gon run it up
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
That nigga keep getting money talkin bout run it up
Bitch I'm Frogg, I'm bout money
All gas no breaks straight road runner
Bitch I'm comin kenbo slice bloodline wit meh watch ya ass get dummie
Nah I ain't runnin cuz it's levels to dis shit u a punk ima bigg dawg bitch
Bitch I'm serious all my Dawgs big it's sick Rest In Peace Eddie G my nigga
Love my city Palm Beach County all trenches get money throw it up my nigga
Nigga fuck they feelings
Fuck how they feel how they living, run that trap up and get that bag nigga, nigga
(Ay yo Dice I don't know what they got goin on lil bruh
But you know what time it is, we gettin money over here mane)
Bitch we drinking no thinking go pour em up
Where them real smokers at nigga roll em up
And we gon keep gettin money we gon run it up
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Aye, tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
Tell a hater to his face you don't give a fuck
That nigga keep getting money talkin bout run it up
