Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
I was lost in my thoughts like drifting out to sea
I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew
Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low
And on the banks of this river
That damier bag i bought her
Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay
Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay
Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree
You'll be like osama bin laden, dropped in the sea
On a fuckin submarine, you're below sea level
I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special
Emerging from the sea
Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready
So while the world goes drake crazy
Crack some jokes, and break the silence of sea,
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