a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

gita - kaviar yacht's lyrics

[verse: 1 gita]
i dream of lovely trips, how bout b-tches in paris
whipping inside german whips, presidential
tented, come close a little just to listen
sofa sitting, yacht chilling, no rap beasts
unless you got belle that’s me
private eye privacy, letters to the marquis
overseas piracy, ever get a nice stuffed
package for mail, don’t forget to tip him
he won’t run and tell, set your whole ship
sail. we all love the fantasy of things
diamond rings, cake and creme
i’m shutting down everybody’s wants and needs
with this work ethic, leaving jumpers
breathless, unapologetic, unforgiving
y’all b-tches names were never worth
mentioning! doc juice and gin a tint
of lemon eating swiss chocolate
getting suave like them simmons
getting served on china dishes
call it kimora living
a real ghetto gyhals wishes
kuroyale sipping marble kitchens
kimberly rollers flipping dough
what you know bout persian carpets
on floors garments custom sewn
just a silver fox looking for a hole
they say i’m coming platinum cold
holla hov it’s getting cold

hook 3x
yachts, kaviar, gold bars
yachts, kaviar, gold bars
yachts, kaviar, gold bars

[verse: 2 gita]
mama i’m the leader who you following
been to many corporate gangster party scenes
since 16 never had dirty bags, trim, seeds handed to me
no dumb b-tches chilling in my v.i.p
n-ggas really trying me how cute
putting your operations in another route
get out the coupe!
pol,o marco, i solo
see you hustled with a b-tch boy group
trigg happy got the next fella acting
on my plots putting your suga -ss in a freshly chopped wooden box
s-xy b-tches spending dirty money
pour me up ciroq
breeze hair flipping living so european
who the f-ck you thought i was bringing on
some other level sh-t
no f-cking secret
poo in tht s-xy -ss weekend
finns be a bedroom meeting
my fellas stay chiefing
they on so heavenly
smoking oh so heavily
my p-ssy, p-ssy. p-ssy
full of gold cl-sters fellas trying to marry me
stupid heffas be in fairyland where the stories be
and plastic keys, f-ck these shopping malls i’m at these
boutiques

hook 3x
yachts, kaviar, gold bars
yachts, kaviar, gold bars
yachts, kaviar, gold bars

[champagne bottle pops, then pours,]

yacht’s kaviar
lyrics written by gita
beat produced by heartbrea3kid

- gita lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS