IDEAL WORLD
Me and my baby up in Vegas
I put the pussy in a coma, hit the slots, baby, hit the jackpot
We go Jamaica
I get the pussy out of trauma, hit the sea
And we smoking hella weed, hella hazes
And we're hitting different places
And we pull up in a drop-top
Then we ghosting like we Swayze
I'm the one counting all the cash, hoe
Out in Lisbon driving through the back roads
24/7 with your splash, bro
Get the money four ways, do the math, bro
Call Fumaxa for a beat, headbangers on my Tee
Better hold on to your seat, rough ride in this heat
Live life, I don't tweet when I really feel complete
Boy, you don't wanna compete
O sol vive sem amor
Eu não vivo sem te ver
Quem chega na maré cheia
É cantiga de bem querer
Quem chega na maré cheia
É cantiga de bem querer
Now, she feeling kinda famous
Eat the pussy like its Benny Hanas
Gotta fly to Russia where the base is
And then we pull up to Americanos
And now we hitting different stages, we spit to different ladies
Pull up in a Mercedes, we're 'bout to be the greatest
I really have to say this, I'm setting up the basis
Them rappers kinda basic
This beat has got me going loco
Hit the studio, like where the smoke though?
I'm feeling kind smooth with my vocal
I'm 'bout to hit the lick, I'm going global
'Bout to hit the belly, flying to New Delhi
Jerome is out in Trini, cooking up the heavy
Blanko on the freestyle, he won't stop for any
We do a couple lines and bust a shot of Henny
O sol vive sem amor
Eu não vivo sem te ver
Quem chega na maré cheia
É cantiga de bem querer
Quem chega na maré cheia
É cantiga de bem querer
This is me talking 'bout an ideal world
Where'd everybody live their dreams and grow
Throw a thousand for these bad bitches
Boy, I'm 'bout to hit a new division
I can see it, she can feel it, Pablo with the flow
I'm so real with it, she just kills with it, stunting on these hoes, oh
We move it like Mexicans, these haters perplexing
Thank God for my blessings, I'm thanking the heavens
She serves it on the plate, and I'm coming for seconds (seconds)
Then I'm coming for seconds, living life with a essence, oh, shit
Moving up you better take notice
If you wanna do it, just focus
Open up your way like Moses
Just own it, yeah
I put the pussy in a coma, hit the slots, baby, hit the jackpot
We go Jamaica
I get the pussy out of trauma, hit the sea
And we smoking hella weed, hella hazes
And we're hitting different places
And we pull up in a drop-top
Then we ghosting like we Swayze
I'm the one counting all the cash, hoe
Out in Lisbon driving through the back roads
24/7 with your splash, bro
Get the money four ways, do the math, bro
Call Fumaxa for a beat, headbangers on my Tee
Better hold on to your seat, rough ride in this heat
Live life, I don't tweet when I really feel complete
Boy, you don't wanna compete
O sol vive sem amor
Eu não vivo sem te ver
Quem chega na maré cheia
É cantiga de bem querer
Quem chega na maré cheia
É cantiga de bem querer
Now, she feeling kinda famous
Eat the pussy like its Benny Hanas
Gotta fly to Russia where the base is
And then we pull up to Americanos
And now we hitting different stages, we spit to different ladies
Pull up in a Mercedes, we're 'bout to be the greatest
I really have to say this, I'm setting up the basis
Them rappers kinda basic
This beat has got me going loco
Hit the studio, like where the smoke though?
I'm feeling kind smooth with my vocal
I'm 'bout to hit the lick, I'm going global
'Bout to hit the belly, flying to New Delhi
Jerome is out in Trini, cooking up the heavy
Blanko on the freestyle, he won't stop for any
We do a couple lines and bust a shot of Henny
O sol vive sem amor
Eu não vivo sem te ver
Quem chega na maré cheia
É cantiga de bem querer
Quem chega na maré cheia
É cantiga de bem querer
This is me talking 'bout an ideal world
Where'd everybody live their dreams and grow
Throw a thousand for these bad bitches
Boy, I'm 'bout to hit a new division
I can see it, she can feel it, Pablo with the flow
I'm so real with it, she just kills with it, stunting on these hoes, oh
We move it like Mexicans, these haters perplexing
Thank God for my blessings, I'm thanking the heavens
She serves it on the plate, and I'm coming for seconds (seconds)
Then I'm coming for seconds, living life with a essence, oh, shit
Moving up you better take notice
If you wanna do it, just focus
Open up your way like Moses
Just own it, yeah
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Writer(s): Dario Vieira, Antonio Balderas
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