Nautica lyrics

by

Rick Ross


[Intro: Curren$y]
Ayy, ayy (You can let it ride out too)
Free my n*ggas

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
I talked a mermaid out of the water the other day
All on my yacht, we lit up the pot, floated away
I f*ck up your block, my low rider's hot
My Cullinan shipped, it's on the way
Probably have a Mazi' and them have a Wraith
The sh*t you keep doing, you got cake
That's the result of the risk-take
It could all end up in yellow tape
Or you can pull up to the bank, twist of fate
Dandy things, candy paint, laid the frame, it's not a game
Doin' plane, with a brain, have her buy me things
Umbrella symphony, candy rain
Sugar water tears, sweet pain
I done put her through a few thangs
Tryna make sure she can really hang
She kept sayin' she was gang-gang
I don't use all them young n*ggas slangs
I'ma keep this one simple and plain
Factory wheels, inside clean
Pull up, kill them n*ggas, bang-bang
Money and weed how I maintain
In the crib with the door's plane
[Verse 2: MadeinTYO]
Swarovski crystals on the old Bape (Ooh)
Rick Owen, that's '08 (Skrrt)
SahBabii smokin' purple ape (Yeah)
How much did your show make? (Ooh)
Colorado with a model (Well)
Moncler, that's a cold day (Brr)
Tom Sachs, b*tch, I'm on the moon (Ooh)
Too fly, Mr. Balloon (Yeah)
I'm in London for a week (Ooh)
I rock them Yeezys on tour (Ooh, ooh)
I think they drop like next week (Skrr)
You run your mouth, you think it's sweet
You n*ggas couldn't be me (Ooh)
Real n*ggas, they remain G (Ooh)
Real n*ggas, they remain (Skrr)
Real n*ggas, they remain G (Ooh)
Smokin' down Rodeo (Ooh)
Louis Vuitton with the bankroll (Skrr)
Take my b*tch, don't think so (No)
My turn, yeah, gotta wait, ho (Skrr)
Makin' that money, that peso
Smokin' down Rodeo
Louis Vuitton with the bankroll (Skrr)
Take my b*tch, don't think so (Ooh)
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