Curren$y, Larry June and DJ.Fresh - Big Yacht Music Pt. 1
(DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh)La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, ayy
Uh
When I awoke, I was sittin' on a boat
Livin' lawless on the open water
One of my bad bitches nappin' in the sleepin' quarters
As I open up a sketchpad draftin' ideas for a new collection of garments
Livin' in the Magic Kingdom and my floor got the magic carpet
Mitchell & Ness away jersey, Magic Johnson
'68 Impala that my uncle built me, he from Compton
This weed I'm smokin' so awesome
We move in caution, we move like bosses
We move that hard and that soft shit
Tell the homie DJ Fresh how you want it as I jot ideas down (how you want it)
From big East they on the way to The Town
All personal joints, ain't no time to be waitin' 'round
Commas, decimal points when money in town
Even if I'm sittin' still, I still get around
High as fuck, but your dawg still on the ground still on the ground)
Two feet, ten toes, four tires on the road
One of my controllers broke, button stuck, game on "go" mode ("go" mode)
When I awoke, I was drunk on a boat (drunk on a boat)
Livin' lawless on the open waters
Some of my homies that be with me outrunnin' charges (outrunnin' charges)
Helicopters bringin' in Uber Eats orders
Gettin' better with time, our empire only grows larger
La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
La-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da, la-di-da
Man
I ain't really trippin' off much, I got respect (respect)
I'm thinkin' bout SSR's for the 'Vette (numbers)
What's next? Thinkin' Porche 911's
Thinkin' banks overseas, gotta protect my investments
When ten start lookin' like nothin', then you gettin' it
Dom P. bottles in the kitchen, never sipped it (for real)
I woke up thinkin' 'bout you, so I hit you (what's happenin'?)
Maybe next week I can take you out for dinnah
Lookin' at the view from my crib, it's amazin' (amazin', goddamn)
I'm just thinkin' what we came from (good job)
When the snow fall, bitch, I'm Franklin
Lookin' like I'm famous, Rollie all stainless
Uncle Larry Juice by the cases
She knew it was me from the pricey-ass fragrance
Real 90's baby, I like shoes that got laces (for real)
If you lived closer, you'd prolly be my lady
I'm just sayin (what's happenin'?)
Oh-ooh woah, yeah-yeah (what's happenin'?)
Oh-ooh woah, yeah-yeah (what's happenin'?)
Ayy, ayy, yeah-yeah (what's happenin'?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy
Oh-ooh woah, ayy-ayy (what's happenin'?)
Oh-ooh woah, ayy-ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy, ooh-oh-oh
Smokin' weed in it, jets on switches, nigga
We smokin' weed in it, laughin' in the pictures
Wouldn't talk about it if niggas didn't live it
If you nigga's scared, then you can come and visit
Smokin' weed in it, jets on switches, nigga
We smokin' weed in it, laughin' in the pictures
Wouldn't talk about it if niggas didn't live it
If you nigga's scared, then you can come and visit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Eastside
Written by:
Larry Hendricks, Marqus Brown, Scott Franklin
Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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