Flea - Cruise Ship

I said, never am I new to this
Treesh she get lit when she smoking taking sips
Hop on it and shake ya hips
(Shake ya hips)
Smoked out in the stu with my gang and we making hits
This giving me vibes
(Vibes)
Like Rollout from Ludacris Threesome I don't know who to kiss and if you cuffin
Then remove your bitch like look (Look)
Big stepper no Shaq feet you gone frown if I get trigger happy
Money calling then make it snappy
She love that my voice is real raspy Pussy good then I'm kissing her asscheeks
Down bad dirty sneakers and ashy
I had to come up run up
You get shot if I'm slidin with gunnas
Let's take trips and get flicks for the summer
No cap that's word 2 my mother
This ain't charity what you take from us?
Making them cry like they chopping up onions
Back out the chop then get low in the dungeon
Silencers too for the ruckus
Fingers crossed so don't think I'm bluffing
(Fingers crossed so don't think that I'm bluffing nigga)
Cops coming I'm legally blind
I ain't seeing nothing
Body gone might find him in the sea or something
I be flee in the deepest functions
BB, T and a pink brim and some wheat Timbs
And we out in the A so we bringing the weed in
Six digits in my meetings
(All in my meetings)
And it's nothing less
Soul fly when I touch your breath I'm a artist who extra sketch
Insomnia like fuck some rest Grinding everyday to be the best
I know how to woo walk
But can cha cha with a two step
She loving the fit
She get too wet
Now we both naked in the duplex Put her on her back no suplex
(Uh)
I know how to move
And I can just cruise in this bitch
I swear that everything wavy
Just like a cruise ship
And we only on here for 1 night
But I threw on a few fits
Now she peeping my bop
And like how I'm moving
(Uh)
I know how to move
And I can just cruise in this bitch
I swear that everything wavy
Just like a cruise ship
And we only on here for 1 night
But I threw on a few fits
Now she peeping my bop
And like how I'm moving
I go dumb in it some of my niggas won't come if they can't bring they gun in it
Don't need no manager, publicist if you ain't working hard then I'm dubbin it
Perfection I seek so invest in the Flea
Verse or a feat then expect you a fee
You fucking with thots that be hurt when they pee
That got me dead my nigga I'm weak
I'm gone off that lonely shit, I'm suiting up and sending condolences
Don't phone me no phony shit
Homies ghosted they ain't homies then
Scarface voice I'm reloaded then
Top 3 in my city just off the pen
You doubt it I'm back when a vengeance then retro Jordans, rugby the letterman
Lit, Con Edison
I need me like all of the Benjamin's You sleepin on me, but I'm edgin them
Bad bitches I need me like 10 of them
If I ain't crush the game, I made a dent
Smoking in publicVegas strips
Gun with a scope
And a radar chip
Eyes low I'm making hits
(I said)
(Uh)
I know how to move
And I can just cruise in this bitch
I swear that everything wavy
Just like a cruise ship
And we only on here for 1 night
But I threw on a few fits
Now she peeping my bop
And like how I'm moving

Written by:
Anthony Jolly

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