Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yacht , by - Jay Park. Song from the album Ask Bout Me, in the genre K-popRelease date: 19.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Roc Nation
Song language: English
Yacht |
| Yah |
| I need a Cha Cha beat boy |
| Look, yah |
| I should buy a yacht just to take you on it |
| Wanna take you 'round the town just to watch you flaunt it |
| You’re so pleasing to the eye, I’m just being honest |
| For you, I’m down to go broke empty out my pockets |
| I be like you’re my dope I’m so high, baby |
| Work, girl, work like Rihanna |
| Girl, you know I don’t ever lie |
| This a song I wrote just for my baby |
| I can’t have you in the open, girl |
| I can’t have you in the lonesome, girl |
| 'Cause too many dudes be hoping, girl |
| Scheming, they wanna steal my girl |
| Oh no, that will never, ever happen |
| 'Cause I’m that fly Asian guy, I’m the captain |
| I be so wavy wear whatever I be bragging |
| Get you in submission all night, you be tapping, ya |
| Taking it from coast to coast |
| Scuba diving in them ocean shores |
| Fuck around and take you on a world tour |
| Versace dropping on them bedroom floors, yeah |
| I should buy a yacht just to take you on it |
| Wanna take you 'round the town just to watch you flaunt it |
| You’re so pleasing to the eye, I’m just being honest |
| For you, I’m down to go broke empty out my pockets |
| I be like you’re my dope I’m so high, baby |
| Work, girl, work like Rihanna |
| Girl, you know I don’t ever lie |
| This a song I wrote just for my baby |
| Just for my baby, just for my baby |
| Hit me up, baby, on the kakao, baby |
| Give me good loving, we can get down, baby |
| Get down, baby, ay |
| I could make your coochie rain, don’t tell FEMA, ay |
| His and hers Gucci mane, don’t tell PETA |
| Cover your ears all in blood diamonds 'cause you know you’re mine |
| I don’t even wear diamonds, but I want her to shine (yeah, yeah) |
| I like the conversations (yeah) |
| Tell me 'bout your classes, ooh |
| Give me brain like a geek (geek) |
| Don’t take off your glasses (ay) |
| Emails CC (ay), I put Chanel on your feet (ay) |
| I wanna read your body language, I don’t like reading receipts |
| See you, my girl (ooh, ya), good luck Charlie |
| You must be Jason Kidd-ing me, put some bucks on it (ay) |
| Throw a tux on it, that mean I got cuffs on it |
| She on my arm like that Balenciaga clutch on it |
| Valentine’s Day shopping |
| Now I’m rollin' down Rodeo with your shotgun |
| Banging Rage Against the Machine, I’m not a player, I’m a king, ay |
| Checkmate a nigga if you try to take my queen, wooh |
| I ain’t got time for playing games (ok) |
| I’ll get you wet like Training Day (uh huh) |
| I put my girl in Human, made no Bathing Apes 'cause she my baby |
| She get love from me just like an 808 |
| I should buy a yacht just to take you on it |
| Wanna take you 'round the town just to watch you flaunt it |
| You’re so pleasing to the eye, I’m just being honest |
| For you I’m down to go broke empty out my pockets |
| I be like you’re my dope I’m so high, baby |
| Work, girl, work like Rihanna |
| Girl, you know I don’t ever lie |
| This a song I wrote just for my baby |