Stugots (feat. Willie the Kid)

When I do it on the Seven Seas I get big boy, okay?
I'ma try to see it all

You can't control her
You've got to give yourself to her
She wants you to dance, sonny boy!
You've got to follow her lead!

Yo, I navigate like Ferdinand Magellan
I rock furs, fraternizin'
Stone Island, yacht master on the yacht
The watch baptizin', take a dip
The crib four sides brick in Stone Mountain
I'm out in rough seas, I feel favor to smooth ocean
Never made a skilled sailor
My chick from Baylor
Suntan lotion, management consultant
I rock affairs like a sultan, it's spiritual (uh)

Rockefeller oysters, smooth sailin'
Bluetooth some Van Halen, Michael Bolton
Somersault in the saltwater, I show devotion
Convolute with the Lou, I'm flirtin' with the notion
The fly, Mercedes-Benz wrap, cigarette bowls
Prosecco, Percocets, the ladies on both
Wavy, Seven Seas movin' like the Navy
Diamonds dancin' like Alvin Ailey

Jude of Jameson, the Jameson I mix with Bailey's
Play the game like a ukelele
Swimmin' trunks paisley
Bandana print, the fine print, you get shot
Tequila shots on the Stugots
You pussy

For the captain, this is his second home
These are his friends
They chatter endlessly on the radio, often far into the night
He knows them well, their private lives and all their personal feelings
And yet, he will hardly ever meet one of them face-to-face