"Water Resort" lyrics
"Water Resort"
Woke up, brush my teeth
Thank the Lord that I'm here today
Stole Toyotas, now I hop out the 'Cat, hop in a Wraith
I'm a fuckin' king, where's my throne?
Bring a young nigga some grapes
This bitch talk too much, oh my God
Bring a young nigga some tape
Just 'cause I got cash, don't mean I won't smoke your ass like a Newport, shorty
I guess I gotta learn, it's just some shit that I can't do no more
Don't come in our radius, ay, young nigga, tell ya crew to abort
Hop in that wet-wet, shorty somethin' like a water resort
With a bitch named Arissa (Huh?)
Going faster than a missile (Yoon)
Too blunts with a tissue (God)
Girl shooting at me like a pistol (Bang)
Ay, hit a bitch with a whistle
What's on my feet? They Balencis (Bs)
I got a dirty mouth, need to rinse it (Yeah)
I need all the bread and the biscuits (Bitch)
Slippers came with shoestrings (Yeah)
TEC still got a shoestring (Bang)
Fully flexed up, too clean
Twenty thousand and I bought two things (Bitch)
Sent granny and momma a 50 (Yeah)
Bitch want me to sign her titties (Huh?)
I need you to mind your business (Yeah)
Where the cash at? Go get it (Ftftft)
Where the bitches at? Go fuck 'em (Beep)
Where the opps at? Don't duck 'em (Nah)
The law hate me so fuck 'em (Huh?)
These niggas fake don't hug 'em (Huh?)
Sosa bipolar, don't bug him (Nah)
You already know he don't trust 'em (Nah)
The nigga too cool, get a oven (Yeah)
He one egg short from a dozen (Huh? Bang, bang)
Woke up, brush my teeth
Thank the Lord that I'm here today
Stole Toyotas, now I hop out the 'Cat, hop in a Wraith
I'm a fuckin' king, where's my throne?
Bring a young nigga some grapes
This bitch talk too much, oh my God
Bring a young nigga some tape
Just 'cause I got cash, don't mean I won't smoke your ass like a Newport, shorty
I guess I gotta learn, it's just some shit that I can't do no more
Don't come in our radius, ay, young nigga, tell ya crew to abort
Hop in that wet-wet, shorty somethin' like a water resort
You ain't smokin' by the ounce, you can bounce (You can bounce)
I don't smoke no mid, I smoke super loud (Super loud, dope)
Damn near quit the lean, see if I can do without it (ay, huh?)
On Illustrator makin' me a new medallion (Bling)
Be careful this package is super fragile (Hmm)
And my dog keep eating my Gucci sandals (Gucci sandals)
Hoes see me in person like, "Ooh he handsome" (Hmm)
Tryna stuff this cash in my Gucci pants (Ftftft)
Man, these niggas be having me fucked up (Beep, beep, beep)
When the boss talking shut the fuck up (Fuck up, bitch)
Some of these hoes say I act stuck up (Huh?)
Know it's fuck you if it's fuck us
Chief Sosa, how come you don't trust us? (Huh?)
What's the chances light came down and struck us
Need to learn how to take down your instructions
Gotta have Ben Frank, Grant, Jack all in structure
My dog fresher than you
My daughter is too
My heat get to stuttering
Get barbecue-cue'd
My heat get to stuttering
Duh duh da doo doo
Foes at my door like doo doo
They know I'm gorilla like, "Uh-uh"
Woke up, brush my teeth
Thank the Lord that I'm here today
Stole Toyotas, now I hop out the 'Cat, hop in a Wraith
I'm a fuckin' king, where's my throne?
Bring a young nigga some grapes
This bitch talk too much, oh my God
Bring a young nigga some tape
Just 'cause I got cash, don't mean I won't smoke your ass like a Newport, shorty
I guess I gotta learn, it's just some shit that I can't do no more
Don't come in our radius, ay, young nigga, tell ya crew to abort
Hop in that wet-wet, shorty somethin' like a water resort
Writer(s): Keith Cozart, Don Paschall
- AZLyrics
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- Chief Keef Lyrics
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