Testo Yacht Music - DJ Drama feat. Nas, Willie The Kid, Scarface & Marsha Ambrosius
Testo della canzone Yacht Music (DJ Drama feat. Nas, Willie The Kid, Scarface & Marsha Ambrosius), tratta dall'album Gangsta Grillz: The Album Vol. 2
Light a cigar or somethin'
Yeah, pour me a drink, dog, would you?
Niggas is 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 Venice shades, we could ride the coast together
Weather 90, no chinchilla coats or leather, find me
Virgin Islands, Crown Bay Marina, '88 Filas
Marijuana aficionados, grade A reefer
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 coke heads
This what my niggas in leathers worth, I found Heaven on Earth
I found money kills loyalty, niggas 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. Chow's, now they switched they styles
From smiles to frowns, they don't glisten, they gettin' foul
They was gettin' it, I was hittin' 'em, 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
Come too far to go back now
Done too much, I know that
I'm goin' nowhere, nowhere
Come too far to just stop
Gotta keep on, yeah
'Cause I'm goin' nowhere, yeah
Uh, feel good, man
Sun beamin' on me
Lookin' good through these Cartiers
I'm zoned out, eye pie, fully 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
While you rap niggas flashin', splurgin'
Tryna save face like a plastic surgeon
I be out earnin', I'm clean as detergent
It's not a verse, it's a sermon of this earnin'
Yacht music, baby
Come too far to go back now
Done too much, I know that
I'm goin' nowhere, nowhere
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 drop and
Watchin' all these bitches boppin'
Comin' out of they closets, slobbin'
In and out of this ghetto, no secret
Been a week since I seen this freak bitch
Named Sweetness, who let's 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 naked on my yacht
This is more than just music, gets her nuttin'
She loses focus of what she came here for
But she knows
That she can't be no more my ho
Come too far to go back now
Done too much, I know that
I'm goin' nowhere, nowhere
Come too far to just stop
Gotta keep on, yeah
'Cause I'm goin' nowhere, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Khalil Abdul-rahman, Brad Jordan, Marsha Ambrosius, Nasir Jones, Willie B. Jackson
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