"Yacht Club" lyrics
(feat. Magazeen)
[Magazeen (Rick Ross):]
Yeah, just somethin' different ya know
Ricky Ross the big boss (It's a secret society baby)
Maga-to-the-zeen! (All we ask is trust)
Yeah, for the ladies dem (Nothing's changed)
All of dem Northside ladies only (Run with me or run from me)
Dem real fall just-a like the sunshine (Yeah, pussies don't get pussy)
Yacht Club (Haha, yeah)
Rich club (It's the Yacht Club, baby)
I bring kush too, hahaha (I got this)
Maybach Music, (J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Maga!
[Rick Ross:]
He's not bigger than Biggie (Boss) bitch I'm bigger than you
It's just a boat to mi casa like a milli or two
Gotta kick off your shoes, okay let's take a cruise
Here's my captain, now relax, let him do what he do
Okay, who rollin' spinach? Cause I'm reelin' the anchor
Smoke up an acre of grass, wake up in Jamaica
Couple nautical miles, I call my Cubanos to cop (Women)
Puerto Rico for women, hit Barbados to shop (Ha)
Livin' larger than life (Life) call us the Yacht Club
Before you join us bitch, ya gotta get your stocks up
She walkin' back and forth, she just itchin' to fuck (Fuck)
And then I heard her whisper, "Girl, you know he rich as fuck"
Travel the seven seas, there is no better breeze
If he indulge in jealousy, his ass better breathe (Fuck him)
Man overboard cause he goin' overboard (Fuck him!)
Damn, it's over for him, put that on my vocal cord
[Magazeen (Rick Ross):]
There's a party going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
All the ladies dem, one and all, one and all, ladies, ladies!
Magazeen, let them in Strip!
There's a party going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
(My talk is priceless, baby, cut me up a little bit)
Magazeen, let them in
(I'm feelin' bossy, hold up)
[Rick Ross:]
Kill all the middlemen, I'm the militant Gilligan
Speakin' Creole, a gentlemen as I cruise the Caribbean
Oh Lord, I'm a star down in St. Barts (Okay!)
The fat Tommy Lee, I made out with like eight broads (Okay!)
Pull up in Costa Rica (Yeah) I get the most with features
She no speaky no engly, maybe Fat Joe could teach her (Ha)
Smokin' barrels of reefer, only the yacht club (Yacht club)
Before you join us bitch, ya gotta get your stocks up (Boss up)
Travel the seven seas, there is no better breeze
When we started sellin' keys, that's just how we thought it would be (Ross!)
No one agrees with me (No) but that's just how it goes (Yeah)
I'm the greedy genius, no reference to the ugly clothes (Woo!)
I still hustle for dope but no more me scuffin' my soles
Make the presentation and trust me, the customer sold
I'm cruisin' in the gulf, I think you're so deaf
Janet was in control, because the hoe left
[Magazeen:]
There's a party, going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
(All the ladies dem, one and all, one and all, ladies, ladies!)
Magazeen, let them in (Strip)
There's a party, going on (All the girls dem)
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
(Ladies only, ladies only, strip!)
Magazeen, let them in
[Rick Ross:]
My dick a big stretch and quick to tell a bitch fetch
Told you to kiss her ass after you bought the bitch breasts
Her head above average, my head above water
By now, you could see my palace right off the coast of Florida
I'm into fine fish with a slight lime twist
Veggies on the side of course, kush appetizers
Let your Mercedes chill, roll with a Navy SEAL
This the yacht club, woadie, trust me, your lady will
Still spillin' champagne, or is it Merlot?
Fuck it, it's fine wine, my bitch a Virgo
I don't do the signs, unless it's dollars on 'em
I'm the boss of the boat, cashmere collar on him
Thinkin' of last year, and all the moneys made
Now it's corporate invested, amongst the other things
No one agrees with me, but that's just how it goes
I'm the greedy genius, no reference to the ugly clothes
[Magazeen:]
There's a party, going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
(All the ladies dem, one and all, one and all, ladies, ladies!)
Magazeen, let them in (Strip)
There's a party, going on (All the girls dem)
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
(Ladies only, ladies only!)
Magazeen, let them in
There's a party, going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
Magazeen, let them in
There's a party, going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
Magazeen, let them in
Beautiful man
You gotta let the ladies know what is the Yacht Club
Gucci Pucci
Bumbaclot!!
Yeah, just somethin' different ya know
Ricky Ross the big boss (It's a secret society baby)
Maga-to-the-zeen! (All we ask is trust)
Yeah, for the ladies dem (Nothing's changed)
All of dem Northside ladies only (Run with me or run from me)
Dem real fall just-a like the sunshine (Yeah, pussies don't get pussy)
Yacht Club (Haha, yeah)
Rich club (It's the Yacht Club, baby)
I bring kush too, hahaha (I got this)
Maybach Music, (J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Maga!
[Rick Ross:]
He's not bigger than Biggie (Boss) bitch I'm bigger than you
It's just a boat to mi casa like a milli or two
Gotta kick off your shoes, okay let's take a cruise
Here's my captain, now relax, let him do what he do
Okay, who rollin' spinach? Cause I'm reelin' the anchor
Smoke up an acre of grass, wake up in Jamaica
Couple nautical miles, I call my Cubanos to cop (Women)
Puerto Rico for women, hit Barbados to shop (Ha)
Livin' larger than life (Life) call us the Yacht Club
Before you join us bitch, ya gotta get your stocks up
She walkin' back and forth, she just itchin' to fuck (Fuck)
And then I heard her whisper, "Girl, you know he rich as fuck"
Travel the seven seas, there is no better breeze
If he indulge in jealousy, his ass better breathe (Fuck him)
Man overboard cause he goin' overboard (Fuck him!)
Damn, it's over for him, put that on my vocal cord
[Magazeen (Rick Ross):]
There's a party going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
All the ladies dem, one and all, one and all, ladies, ladies!
Magazeen, let them in Strip!
There's a party going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
(My talk is priceless, baby, cut me up a little bit)
Magazeen, let them in
(I'm feelin' bossy, hold up)
[Rick Ross:]
Kill all the middlemen, I'm the militant Gilligan
Speakin' Creole, a gentlemen as I cruise the Caribbean
Oh Lord, I'm a star down in St. Barts (Okay!)
The fat Tommy Lee, I made out with like eight broads (Okay!)
Pull up in Costa Rica (Yeah) I get the most with features
She no speaky no engly, maybe Fat Joe could teach her (Ha)
Smokin' barrels of reefer, only the yacht club (Yacht club)
Before you join us bitch, ya gotta get your stocks up (Boss up)
Travel the seven seas, there is no better breeze
When we started sellin' keys, that's just how we thought it would be (Ross!)
No one agrees with me (No) but that's just how it goes (Yeah)
I'm the greedy genius, no reference to the ugly clothes (Woo!)
I still hustle for dope but no more me scuffin' my soles
Make the presentation and trust me, the customer sold
I'm cruisin' in the gulf, I think you're so deaf
Janet was in control, because the hoe left
[Magazeen:]
There's a party, going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
(All the ladies dem, one and all, one and all, ladies, ladies!)
Magazeen, let them in (Strip)
There's a party, going on (All the girls dem)
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
(Ladies only, ladies only, strip!)
Magazeen, let them in
[Rick Ross:]
My dick a big stretch and quick to tell a bitch fetch
Told you to kiss her ass after you bought the bitch breasts
Her head above average, my head above water
By now, you could see my palace right off the coast of Florida
I'm into fine fish with a slight lime twist
Veggies on the side of course, kush appetizers
Let your Mercedes chill, roll with a Navy SEAL
This the yacht club, woadie, trust me, your lady will
Still spillin' champagne, or is it Merlot?
Fuck it, it's fine wine, my bitch a Virgo
I don't do the signs, unless it's dollars on 'em
I'm the boss of the boat, cashmere collar on him
Thinkin' of last year, and all the moneys made
Now it's corporate invested, amongst the other things
No one agrees with me, but that's just how it goes
I'm the greedy genius, no reference to the ugly clothes
[Magazeen:]
There's a party, going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
(All the ladies dem, one and all, one and all, ladies, ladies!)
Magazeen, let them in (Strip)
There's a party, going on (All the girls dem)
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
(Ladies only, ladies only!)
Magazeen, let them in
There's a party, going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
Magazeen, let them in
There's a party, going on
All the girls dem welcome to the Yacht Club
Magazeen, let them in
Beautiful man
You gotta let the ladies know what is the Yacht Club
Gucci Pucci
Bumbaclot!!
Thanks to Romi Ezzo for correcting these lyrics.
