Wyclef Jean, Skiff - Yacht Club lyrics
[Wyclef Jean, Skiff - Yacht Club lyrics]
Yo, I gotta leave ya'll
With some 90's hiph-hop
I mean this kid right here
He influences 90's Hip-Hop man, you know?
But he only like 20 some
You know what I mean?
I don't know how you get in em like that
So right now we gonna get it some of our men
This kid got mad vibes man
Go by the name of Skiff, you know what I mean
Classic Hip-Hop
Ya'll know what it is man, April Shower
Hope you enjoyed the tape
Look out for the album
Yo Sydec, what the album called again?
The Carnival Begins
Como you hear a lot about it, no?
The Carnival Begins
Yo, what's the name of the album?
The Carnival Begins
Ladies and gents, change in talk yea
The abyss scary, alright
Dressed like I'm headed to
A yacht club social
Fresh, fresh, fresh to death
Dressed like I'm headed to
A yacht club social
Fresh, fresh, fresh to death
Hanging out with tax evaders
White collar criminals chemist dudes
Making money off illegal chemicals
Welcome to my yacht club, naked women
Hot tubs come and get your membership
Remember just to pop up
Bomberdering with members of parliament while
I'm partying no arguing
The hardest regardless whenever harboring
Hanging out with socialist
Smoking over some poker chips
Motor boats and tit's, frozen wrists
Get a load of this, fantastic
I'm back in the building to bag shit
White on white like the Utah jazz in practice
I'm taking shots on Dodge
You hang with cops on blocks
I got women on top on women
Talking bout your bop
Wish life was like a yacht club
Every woman I'm getting, how can you stop us
We got judges on budget
Not getting locked up
We don't wanna work a 9 to 5
Mister Enthusiastic
I keep a doobie wrapped with
Hit boobie traps to a cutie's ass
When I move in traffic
New is the fabric, I've been established
Truly the baddest designer issues
My women coming with Louie baggage
With politicians
Their mission is product driven
Man giving the situation
The bacon the prolly given
If they lot are wearing daughtersmy
Target's near open waters
Overall into parlor
But ballin so they applaud us
Sippin on foreign lagers
Harvested at a mugging
Don't park it, you gotta jock it
The carpet matches my watch
I'm a star on the yacht
That's a motherfuckin spaceship
Wasted, double deck better let the pain drip
I'm rockin sandals when it's hot
It's the land of sinnin
Hammocks when others panic
But damn that I've been managing
Fresh, fresh, fresh to death
Wish life was like a yacht club
Every woman I'm getting, how can you stop us
We got judges on budget
Not getting locked up
We don't wanna work a 9 to 5
Up in some turbulence
They well cultivated the courteous
The verdict is suburban and urban
Persons are both conferment
I'm furnace in this bitch, now
Just picture me turning it, permanent
How many people wanna ride tonight?
Talking big bucks bitch
Like the sender from Milwaukee
Barclay's, when they putting liquor
In my coffee drinkin sake, playin batchi
Back and a little bit of hockey
Cocaine with some Jose Cuevo
Careful what you don't say copy
Your chick to the video anthem
My shit that's real live action
Buy ships, no projects
My process is taking over rapid
Open bar you could buy yourself, go ahead
There by yourself
Making hots for the higher self
I'm cycled up
For harness you can't buy the belt
Policies, no apologies
All commodities are covered
Don't gotta fee quite possibly
I'm leaving with your girl
I know, I know, they hate the way you down
I don't even own a ship
I got waiters all around
Wish life was like a yacht club
Every woman I'm getting, how can you stop us
We got judges on budget
Not getting locked up
We don't wanna work a 9 to 5