[intro: nauti]
Hey, yo, yo, yo
[?]
[verse 1: nauti]
[?] that play hackeysack and fishscale trust funds and corporate [?]
Told skeezer put the addy in the navi
We hittin' 'em with twenty-point-eights including the baggy, word to shaggy
Wasn't me, bitch, it wasn't me, ho
Laughin' as i'm countin' eighty g's, nigga, please
Charge it to the game, player, beat it, billie jean
Pull up in a sl [?] you fuckin' stupid
Ice [?] bucket with the blue lid
[?] backawards, baby [?] my tulip
Real sexy time, hit rewind, sip wine and cool it
I'm a player, i'm foolish
[chorus: nauti]
I got no baby-mama drama, i could take you to bahamas, blow a couple commas
On the yacht, used to fuck in hondas, [?]
Master with honors, so snakes and ladders
Handle those problems with condoms
Stay on point, player
[verse 2: nauti]
Shit, i can't front, baby, my arms weak
Been playin' the game for a minute because they iron's weak
Five star, you know the vibe, feed off the concrete
Room service, bubble bath, suck it slow, shake that ass
Naughty by nature, if i want it, then i gotta have it
I be just like smeagol with the [?] and carat
Yeah, i be cashin' out on my bad habit
Scrape the pot, watch 'em rot, i was prescribin' addicts
Reparation, black magic
I was rockin' playstation, learnin' tactics
As a youngin, been dreamin' of them and now i cracked it
[chorus: nauti]
Yo, i got no baby-mama drama, i could take you to bahamas, blow a couple commas
On the yacht, used to fuck in hondas, [?]
Master with honors, so snakes and ladders
Handle those problems with condoms
Stay on point, player
[verse 3: natia]
Look, i don't got baby-mama drama, cuba out way to havana
Cubana prada pajamas, eat pussy, i'm a piranha
Eat pussy like jeffrey dahmer
I'm a monster, chupacabra
Al pacino, smokin' coheba, i'm a mobster
Lemon lobster and pasta, natia hotter than lavia
Then the desert and the sahara, y'all sweeter than guava
She chew up my banana, i growl at her like chewbacca
I been goin' harder than you niggas since goo-goo gaga
Natia the shit like poo-poo, kaka
Y'all niggas be bitches 'cause all you niggas do is gossip
Hip-hop is luke, and i'm his father
You niggas be rappin' and proper
Natia platinum, natia gold, y'all niggas copper
My style, i threw away the key, nigga, you can't unlock it
Snortin' shit whiter than andy milonakis
Your niggas trash like raccoons and possums
Skeletons oozin' out the closet
I'm higher than balloons and rockets
A bitch'll only be the one to bruise my pockets, nigga
[outro: natia]
Facts
Double facts, nigga
Yeah, baby
Baow
And we out, we out, we out, we out