Apollo 808

They gon' hate anyway
Can't feel the hate on the moon
808 in outer space
She like to bang with a view
Floatin', I'm floatin' off the drank
Floatin', Apollo 808

Lifted feeling blessed
Not a flex
All my homies next
Need a few Corvettes
Fuck a jet
Strictly whip Space-X
Catch me in the galaxy
Burning bitches like calories
I spit linguistic gallery
My dick could get your sallary
Boutta go Tony Stark
Light Speed on my mark, uh
Pull up, skrt, car don't park
Slide like Noah's arch
I'm a bull shark to you guppy cuckies
I've been fuckin cuffies since the Teletubbies
She be walkin' out, it's like the fucking Dougie
Bet that pussy feeling like she study rugby
Get that ass destroyed
Then drop that bitch off on an asteroid
Ask the boys
They knowin' it's us
From the way that we blast the noise
Look in the sky, it's a bird it's a plane
That's Mylo Marks, you can tell from his chain
Murderin' beats, it's a felonious thing
Dog off the leash, ain't no tellin' me stay

They gon' hate anyway
Can't feel the hate on the moon
808 in outer space
She like to bang with a view
Floatin', I'm floatin' off the drank
Floatin', Apollo 808
They gon' hate anyway
Can't feel the hate on the moon
808 in outer space
She like to bang with a view
Floatin', I'm floatin' off the drank
Floatin', Apollo 808



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Writer(s): Mark Wogan
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