Lyrics:
something I'd hate
Who wants to wallow in champagne? I don't
Who wants a supersonic plane? I don't
Who wants a private landing feel through? I don't
Oh, I sincerely miss those heavy metal bands
I used to go see on the landing in the summer
She fell in love with the drummer
She fell in love with
Oh, I sincerely miss those heavy metal bands
I used to go see on the landing in the summer
She fell in love with the drummer
She fell in love with
car, this yacht, this plane
You see what this beautiful pain, provide
Baby look into my eyes
I'd be the man or I'd rather die, rather die
You talk
I’m in Ibiza,
Watching the blue sea,
Enjoying this beautiful view,
On my white yacht.
Perfect day to celebrate,
With my friends,
Sipping
something I'd hate!
Who wants to wallow in champagne?
I don't.
Who wants a supersonic plane?
I don't.
Who wants a private landing field too?
I don't.
And I
success
Freaky nigga pull a yacht, fucking on the deck
She said I ate her pussy, if I did then I forgot
Or was it a beautiful lie?
Or was it a beautiful
feelin' the urge
I'm living the good life
I got my beautiful things so high as a kite
Living the good life
I'm flying by so high in the sky
I'll
think they'd know what I'm worth?
Flying like a beautiful bird
I'm high as a kite
Don't you think they'd know what I'm worth?
Why I gotta come down
yacht, 'cause
We got an inner-tube,
We got a trailer hitch.
We're near the river and far from rich.
But we have got each other and gas in the tank,
feelin' the urge
I'm living the good life
I got my beautiful things so high as a kite
Living the good life
I'm flying by so high in the sky
I'll
much
Oh I feel so fly
Came so far, but I still wanna fly
So come on in this car, this yacht, this plane
You see what this beautiful pain, provide
Baby
much
Oh I feel so fly
Came so far, but I still wanna fly
So come on in this car, this yacht, this plane
You see what this beautiful pain, provide
Baby
when I'll be aroused
Made it to Star Island, started with a nickel rock
Who thought a project nigga get to get a yacht?
Two million dollars cash in
Waterfront top back, coupe with a fade
Tonight is ours, paper city, red ruby
You looking fine, as beautiful as one could ever be
Tires spinning, fast cars,
at our table,
And pattin' my bottom when I told you a lie.
For takin' me fishin' and flyin' my kites,
And tuckin' me in, yes, night after night:
To my
Call Me If You Get Lost
If God was here with us today
I think I know what He would say (some shit like)
"You're so beautiful, and your lips look
Her plane fell in the ocean far away
There's a beautiful, beautiful field
Far away in a land that is fair
Happy landings to you, Amelia Earhart
Give it away now, girl
Can't hold down tonight
Every black and white
Secret's a blinking light
Emma flies a kite
Said she's feeling love for
Oh
(You're so beautiful)
Yeah
Backseat driving, wonderful islands, oh yeah
Beautiful morning sky, coffee and New York Times, oh yeah
I can change my
yacht, 'cause
We got an inner-tube
We got a trailer hitch
We're near the river and far from rich
But we have got each other and gas in the tank
sweetheart
Oh, and your sweet and pretty face
In such an ugly way
Something so beautiful
That every time I look inside
I know that she knows
That I'm
Malibu will get ya
Malibu
Malibu will get ya
Malibu
It'll get ya!
Yacht clubs
Hot tubs
Back rubs
How do you do?
Mud slides
High
smoking no crackpot
Yeah, I have a big yacht
Don't run up on my hood spot
Or you're gonna get shot
Bitch
Laptop, laptop, I got a fat cock, yeah
Laptop,
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