In Other Words - Dom Kennedy, TROY NōKA

It’s a house in Malibu, 13 million on the beach

I’m thinking one day, it might could be me that turn the key

Don’t share my same vision, a view, of the ocean is a must

And i pray, every day, that the condoms they don’t bust

I’m bout my money (bout my money)

And that don’t got shit to do with trust

Remember Pharcyde?

That don’t got shit to do with us

So if you pass me by baby then baby don' t come back

Cause I’ma do that ass wrong, and you don’t want that

Unless you do, yes you do, lets get it poppin', get it poppin'

Yeah you do, yeah you do, I think I found her, think I found her

Nice skin, butter pecan

Girl you badder than Bébé's Kids

Body all kind of thick

Already know that you shit

Her features big, Xtra Large

Not from doing exercise

They bouncin' and I ain’t surprised

Everybody got they eyes on you

Everybody got they eyes on you

Everybody got they eyes on you

So you mean to tell me you got all dressed for nothing?

Don’t wanna talk no more i was drinking by myself

Thinking the whole time we should be linked up

Maybe a pink tux like, I ain’t gon say it

That cologne from CVS, nah I ain’t gon spray it

New whips valetin', bad chicks I’m slayin'

Big chips Im playin' she sucking dick I’m stayin'

I might hit in the AM so you could party all night

Gave her the room number by the Wharf

You fuck with OPM?

She said «of course»

And I could really hear it in her voice

She would’ve did anything I said

But I’m at dinner with you instead

What that say about you?

Nice skin, butter pecan

Girl you badder than Bébé's Kids

Body all kind of thick

Already know that you shit

Her features big, Xtra Large

Not from doing exercise

They bouncin' and I ain’t surprised

Everybody got they eyes on you

Everybody got they eyes on you

Everybody got they eyes on you