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