| Runnin' up bands, got my guap up
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| All the bad hoes wanna top us
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| Too many wild parties on the yacht
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| Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club
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| Ayy, ayy, air it out
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| Pull up at your spot, and I air it out
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| Gang on the gas and it’s very loud
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| Stop sayin' my name before you wear it out
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| I been sippin' lean, tryna slow me down
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| I need me a bitch that’ll hold me down
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| Gang comin' strong, yeah we rollin' out
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| Throw a party like Rollin' Loud
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| Ayy, don’t come unless she stay in focus
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| Soldiers at 10−4, sent your bitch the info
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| Feelin' real blessed with Juice, that’s my kinfolk
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| Bless up, she tell me I’m a god, get on her knees for confession
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| Sent a vid to her nigga, had to teach a lesson
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| Me and Boat only want bad hoes in our section
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| Juice, why these pussy ass niggas always pressin'?
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| I don’t know, let 'em talk, I’ma go get my Smith & Wesson
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| Blessed boys under 21, steady flexin'
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| I’m gettin' too rich, can’t do flights with connections
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| .40 on my hip, I won’t fight, bitch I’m reckless
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| Codeine what I sip, that shit come in straight from Texas
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| Reach for my chain, you’ll get beat just like Nexus
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| Lamborghini dreams, but you still drive a Lexus
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| I’m a young king, I might fuck Alexis Texas
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| But I ain’t on no Drake shit, I won’t get her pregnant
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| Damn, young Juice WRLD, boy, you reckless
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| And I feel you, until I get her naked
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| When I get up in it, I might have to stay in
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| Well if she goin' like that, let’s run a train then
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| Fuck, I think I nutted in her, I might need a playpen
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| And a stroller
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| How I get this deep? |
| We rode her like a Rover
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| No games, but I XBOX control her
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| She do the gang like a nerd doin' homework
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| .40 in my pants, that bitch thought it was a boner
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| If I go broke, I’ma juug off Motorolas
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| But now I’m up in France, Lil Boat, that’s my mans
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| We get the green and then we fly around like Peter Pan
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| That’s cool, but I just thought 'bout somethin', wait
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| (What?)
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| This baby got your face
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| So fuck that lil' baby, boy’s back to the place
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| Back to the trap, back to the gang
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| Runnin' up bands, got my guap up (Runnin' the guap up)
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| All the bad hoes wanna top us (They wanna top us)
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| Too many wild parties on the yacht (Ohh-oh)
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| Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club (Out the yacht club)
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Listen here, be alright
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| Shit hard |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yacht Club, artist - Lil Yachty. Album song Nuthin' 2 Prove, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп