Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fantasy Island, artist - Herb Alpert. Album song Magic Man, in the genre
Date of issue: 14.09.2020
Record label: Herb Alpert Presents
Song language: English
Fantasy Island |
My niggas stack their money just to spend it |
Cause when you die you cannot take it with you |
If you ain’t beefin' 'bout the money, then what’s the problem? |
Don’t worry about my niggas cause I got 'em |
My niggas stack their money just to spend it |
Cause when you die you cannot take it with you |
And if you ain’t beefin' 'bout no money, then what’s the problem? |
Don’t worry about my niggas, ZooWap got 'em |
On everything, for 17 I’m wildin' |
Treat my whole squad on an island |
Ziploc gang, bring a lighter |
It’s gon' be a house party on this island |
Shit boom like M80s on this island |
It’s a lot of trillionaires throwin' dollars |
Causin' pure hell, wildin' out on this island |
I do this too swell, my pockets too swell |
Come try the 100 gang, man they’ll shoot ya |
I do this for my squad, I do this for my gang |
I do this for my squad, I do this for my gang |
It’s Zoovier from the trap and ain’t a damn thing change |
My niggas stack their money just to spend it |
Cause when you die you cannot take it with you |
If you ain’t beefin' 'bout the money, then what’s the problem? |
Don’t worry about my niggas cause I got 'em |
My niggas stack their money just to spend it |
Cause when you die you cannot take it with you |
And if you ain’t beefin' 'bout no money, then what’s the problem? |
Don’t worry about my niggas, ZooWap got 'em |
Ay, when I didn’t have a penny, all I thought about was a dollar |
Ay, and I ain’t worried about no nigga ‘cause they ain’t solving my problems |
Ay, and if you know me and my niggas then you know damn right I got ‘em |
G herbal came from the bottom, shooting and trapping and robbing |
Now I got commas, catch me and my killers mobbing |
Drinking Rosay out the bottles, Louis, no Prada |
I get so fly like a rocket, spent 20k on my Robins |
Boy, what’s the problem? |
I get so high that’s my problem |
Deuces and fours in my Fanta ride, with them choppers |
FN thirty poppers, AR-15 go grraa grraa |
I can’t wait ‘til I beat my case, I’mma leave the U. S and go stay on the island |
At the end of the day, know you blessed |
Can attest, you sweared I be stressing not smiling |
You fuck niggas bad for my health |
So I stay to myself with that Wesson beside me |
Dedicating this year to my family, fuck all the haters I left them behind me |
I the city, know my niggas grimey, stay in the hood, just pull up you will find |
me |
Leave ‘em all in a mess, with your traffic, we sliding |
Lurking and ducking no action |
Living life and I know I can’t die with this Dos on it’s one of the reasons I’m |
cashing |
And another ‘cause I’m from the streets and young niggas like Fetty and me |
never had it |
My niggas stack their money just to spend it |
Cause when you die you cannot take it with you |
If you ain’t beefin' 'bout the money, then what’s the problem? |
Don’t worry about my niggas cause I got 'em |
My niggas stack their money just to spend it |
Cause when you die you cannot take it with you |
And if you ain’t beefin' 'bout no money, then what’s the problem? |
Don’t worry about my niggas, ZooWap got 'em |
I’m in the gang that hold ten shooters |
Pray nobody in the team Judas (please) |
No we ain’t scared the whole team do this |
Loading choppers and loading Rugers |
Bang, bang, bang nigga, touch mine and I start wildin' |
Shots fired they start dyin' |
Bad dreams and my heart pounding |
You pussy niggas stay fuckin around |
Be bodied I’m still wild |
Ask me how I feel about them |
I tell you «ain't nothing real about them» |
They pussy nigga, stay around if I see a bitch |
Fish Bow you see me bitch |
Just came home and you see me lit |
Die for every nigga you see me wit' |
See I been in all kind of beef |
Fucking up my mama’s sleep |
Easy on them it’s time to eat |
I am who you tryna be |
My niggas stack their money just to spend it |
Cause when you die you cannot take it with you |
If you ain’t beefin' 'bout the money, then what’s the problem? |
Don’t worry about my niggas cause I got 'em |
My niggas stack their money just to spend it |
Cause when you die you cannot take it with you |
And if you ain’t beefin' 'bout no money, then what’s the problem? |
Don’t worry about my niggas, ZooWap got 'em |