ฟังเพลงBEACH BALL (Explicit)

BEACH BALL (Explicit) - Busta Rhymes/BIA

Lyrics by：Trevor Smith

Composed by：Trevor Smith

Cartier frames with the Gucci flip flops

Sho'

Blowin' money fast man I'ma be Rick Ross

Hitmaka

Uh tell these h*es to kick rocks

***** ride a boat like it's a seesaw

Check-in bags and your p***y-girl 'fore you depart

Ho

Yeah yeah yeah-yeah-yeah

Dolce &Gabanna spoil him and

***** put a cop down why you keep coughing

Put her in the ocean but she suck at beach ball

H*es moving up and down seasaw

Give me backshots now it's back to D R

Fly you out to P R can't put you in no Dior

Look into my eyes you could tell I'm boy

Poppin' wheelies on that d**k he thinkin' I'm from

We should've been friends but I know you wanna be more

Touch my first M niggas know I gotta see more

My ends and you know I had to detour

Flew in first class just to sit up by the seashore

Sheesh

You can't **** me in no G4

Cartier frames with the Gucci flip flops

Buss

Blowin' money fast man I'ma be Rick Ross

BIA BIA

Look see I inflated the plot

Ever since the day of crack sales I upgraded the block nigga

Yeah yeah yeah-yeah-yeah

Louis and that Gucci make her bug and off

And drag me to a dressing room and give me top until she coughin'

Waterfallin' suckin' on these beach balls

And all these ******* walkin' round me talkin' 'bout I miss you

Never kiss 'em but I always hit 'em back to D R

Shawty yes I see ya who the **** you thinkin' we are

Think you 'bout to come up

See them thoughts you better ignore

**** you think you're foolin' tryna come off like a sweetheart

Think we more than homies

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