detroit l-o - blissful tropicality lyrics
[verse 1:]
…… the money is the motive
is my ceiling cracked, boy you know it
all grey xts with the chrome trim
s+xy business partner, had to get her flown in
life’s good, ain’t no reason to complain
hoes ain’t nothing special, dawg we treat em’ all the same
in a jag with my pops, down in fort worth texas
i been watching my diet, so all i want is fruit for breakfast
life can’t get no better than this
looking out the sunroof, life is a bliss
why you even getting stressed out by the sh+t
keep on grinding, it’ll get better dawg, don’t evеn trip
cucumber slices in my water, with thе lemons too
can’t believe you let these little hoes get to you
let the sun hit the leather, keep yo windows cracked
you don’t wanna feel that real intense sizzle on yo back, hey!
[hook]
do you wanna take a trip, with me
drink prossecco, take a sip, with me
hit the beaches while we get, tipsy
then you head back to the room, with me
++
pop a bottle, now she feeling me
crack the roof back, she really diggin’ me
now we bouta slide, thats fashiggiddy
+++
you gon realize i’m the man, when you roll with me
buried toes up in the sand, while we on the beach
[verse 2]
improving on investment tendencies
12 o clock, time to make my daughter a sn+ggiddy
had her for the weekend, take her to see her grandma
been some months since the second hand on the watch stopped
feel the summer breeze, it would put yo life at ease
hustle hard for the cheese, count it under palm trees
the tropicalities soothing my mental mindstate
i done reached my quota, i deserve a grind break
enjoy the simple things in life, that’s increased comfort
she my friend, but i f+ck her like i love her
she a freak, and i love it, but i’m not a sucka
cuz other brothers plug her, but i’m like no other
my homie touched down in l.a, wish i had the coupe
but i got more grinding to do, so imma crack the roof
feeling like a cadillac connoisseur
cruising, listening to ronald isley with a cougar
[hook]
do you wanna take a trip, with me
drink prossecco, take a sip, with me
hit the beaches while we get, tipsy
then you head back to the room, with me
++
pop a bottle, now she feeling me
crack the roof back, she really diggin’ me
now we bouta slide, thats fashiggiddy
+++
you gon realize i’m the man, when you roll with me
buried toes up in the sand, while we on the beach
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