Offshore lyrics

by

Three 6 Mafia


[Intro: Young Thug]
Ear Drummers
They think it's woman inside me
'Cause the way I wear my tees and my jeans, ayy
(Where do you wanna take me?)
Little do they know they woman
(Don't be playing with me)
Got marks all over her knees, ayy
(Marzarati)

[Pre-Chorus: Swae Lee]
Rollin' off you
Rollin' off you
You overdosin' off my kiss
And the joke is on you
Joke is on you
If you fall for that other n*gga
Hey!

[Chorus: Swae Lee & Young Thug]
I took a trip offshore (Ayy)
Took the whip offshore (Yeah)
I took a chick offshore
You should get out more, hey, hey
And you should get out more, you should get out more
Baby, take a lil' tour (Oh, oh, oh)
When we hit that floor, all the money downpour
That's what it's here for (That's what it's for)
Do it up so large, do it up so large
Like a breakout star
Bunch of young n*ggas on a crash course
Do it large, do it large
Going overboard, going overboard
We can hit that store
Yeah, we take it too far (Ayy)
[Verse: Young Thug]
I'ma let you vibe all day (All day)
I don't mind if you try it all day
You know Thugger let you ride all day
Yeah, let you ride all day
You can go get what you like all day (All day)
It feels wrong, but it's right, no, baby
Perky got me lookin' at your body all day
And it feels right, my baby, yeah
Baby steps when you walk
You got baby steps when you walk
High heels on your feet when you walk (Feet when you walk)
High heels on your feet, baby
Lambo, them legs ajar, yeah
And the Maserati truck, the doors in the back ajar, yeah (Ajar, yeah)
Let's get it on, baby
Make your mouth get it, get it gone, yeah (Gone, yeah)
Like a motorcycle, get it on, baby
Yeah, I perform foreplay
So in love, I can buy the b*tch a ring every day
Stop this rap sh*t, turn to a mob any day
Bossman, I could get homie dropped any day
I'll slap the sh*t out Donald Trump any day
Brand-new assistant I like, any day
Better get it right if you don't want gunplay (Gunplay)
I'ma do it right and fill up the driveway (Driveway)
Bentley on the side, and it's sittin' on LeBron James (LeBron James)
911 Porsche got me takin' you on a date, ayy (On a date)
Pistol Pete mobbin', I'm bangin' it all day (All day)
Baddest and the baddest and baddest, like, all day (All day)
I ran up the millions, I did it all my way (My way)
Hundred-dollar bills, and I like 'em all straight
Real talk, I'm a neat freak
And lil' mama fold my clothes like a neat freak
You say you doin' something? Pfft
Your uncle reading right through your wrong
Hoes can't talk when I talk where I'm from
Thirty-two pumps make 'em run, Forrest, run
Monte Carlo, poppin' my collar
Wrestle that ho like The Muhf*ckin' Rock
I say, "Wrestle that ho like The Muhf*ckin' Rock"
So I let it freeze up, up-up-up-up
Eat the cake, Anna Mae, baby, yeah
These b*tches hatin', they throw rice by the case
I'm ridin' down Memory Lane
Catchin' feelings like I'm Walter Payton
I just wanna throw love at this evenin'
Christian Dior with the ski
Bad b*tch, yeah, make believe
Barney Balmain on my jeans
Bleedin' like a Tampax Pearl (Pearl)
Mistakenly made it rain on your world, ayy
Your diamonds, yeah, they wet like the bottom of the shore, yuh
Better stop playin', say you quick, like sand, oh, my God
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
I took a trip offshore
Took the whip offshore (Yeah)
I took a chick offshore
You should get out more, hey, hey
And you should get out more, you should get out more
Baby, take a lil' tour (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
When we hit that floor, all the money downpour
That's what it's here for
Do it up so large, do it up so large
Like a breakout star
Bunch of young n*ggas on a crash course
Going overboard, going overboard, we can hit that store
Yeah, we take it too far
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