I wanna know,
Have you ever met somebody like me, me, me?
I wanna know,
Imagine driving cars, like this without keys, keys, keys,
I wanna know,
Have you ever had real sex on the beach, beach, beach?
I wanna know,
Have you ever met somebody like me?
Tonight’s the night, tell me your fantasy
[Ace Hood]
Okay, Im goin’ in, cannonball
Never turn my swagger off
Tank top and some camoflouge, chillen wit some Barbie dolls
You don’t want no problems, get your issue like a catalogue
Kobe with the money, I’ma show these niggas how to ball
Bad bitches keep a couple yellow bone a peanut butter
Way I’m gettin’ money chances are I run another Summer
Private plane, no delays, motherfuck the TSA
Fifty grand petty with just throw away, paper plate
Real nigga all day, free coals foul play
Wanna know how much this watch cost?
Couple bricks of yay
Crib on the beach side, Hawaiian made ribeye
Rollie gettin’ shipped in, funny how the time flies
I wanna know,
Have you ever met somebody like me, me, me?
I wanna know,
Imagine driving cars, like this without keys, keys, keys,
I wanna know,
Have you ever had real sex on the beach, beach, beach?
I wanna know,
Have you ever met somebody like me?
Tonight’s the night, tell me your fantasy
[Jim Jones]
I’m in that pop top Rosey,
Poppin’ that rosey, (drink up)
Bad bitch ridin’ shoty like my coatie,
Bonnie, Clyde, (Yup) homicide, (Ah)
The way I killed them all, I left them traumatized (Clear)
Get your breath (Clear) I told her get your breath, (Hah)
It ain’t over, tell the pilot go and get the jet, (Where we go?)
To run away, (What) we on the runway, (Wow)
I’m dealing with some cakes so put your crumbs away, (Gettin’ money)
Now get the map, and pick a place,
And bring some suntan lotion for your pretty face, (You hear that?)
Penthouse crib to see the cityscape, (You see that?)
No diet, but I get rid of weight
I wanna know,
Have you ever met somebody like me, me, me?
I wanna know,
Imagine driving cars, like this without keys, keys, keys,
I wanna know,
Have you ever had real sex on the beach, beach, beach?
I wanna know,
Have you ever met somebody like me?
Tonight’s the night, tell me your fantasy
[Prince Malik]
New coupe phantom, roof back tannin’,
Drive along the coast, spend a week in Athens,
Now you’re, now you’re with me,
Your broke man’s history,
The Prince is here now, (Yeah, yeah)
I’m on the fight scene heavy,
Throwing dead prezzies,
Ring side drinking wine from 1920,
So tell your friends bye, unless they wanna ride,
We’ll stack them all inside, (Yeah, yeah)
I know you love the life I live, (Uh huh)
My Angelina, you can have 7 kids, (Uh huh)
And I look better than Brad Pitt,
And I just wanna know,
[x2]
I wanna know,
Have you ever met somebody like me, me, me?
I wanna know,
Imagine driving cars, like this without keys, keys, keys,
I wanna know,
Have you ever had real sex on the beach, beach, beach?
I wanna know,
Have you ever met somebody like me?
Tonight’s the night, tell me your fantasy
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