I'm under the sea
The ocean of drip
Chanel got the c's
I'm rocking the ricks
Got keys to Alecia
Unlocking the bitch
I'm drowning in d's
My ho in a ditch
The voice of a g
A musical man
I'm taking the mob
Turn it to a band
Nobody taking this
Outta my hand
That boy think he sweet
Like a hundred grand
Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm
You know my bullets they be hittin'
I don't kill, I do the synonym
I'm a philosopher, bitch
Let's get right on to the sinnin' then
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of these bitches
I had to conjure 'em up like Lorraine
I don't use kilos
I charge a quarter a pound for the cane
Yeah
On your brain, yeah I'm leaving a stain
I'm under the sea
I mean just what the f*ck else can I say
I'm under the sea
The ocean of drip
Chanel got the c's
I'm rocking the ricks
Got keys to Alecia
Unlocking the bitch
I'm drowning in d's
My ho in a ditch
The voice of a g
A musical man
I'm taking the mob
Turn it to a band
Nobody taking this
Outta my hand
That boy think he sweet
Like a hundred grand
I'm a free thinker
And you know i let it linger
All these thots
I'm an overthinker
Hopeless romantic
Remember nights of us dancing
I was first to get you glancing
Sexual tension advancing
All these girls on my mind
They be taking up my time
Standards too high
I don't wanna lie
But they laid by my side
Thigh to thigh to thigh to thigh
Guys leave me alone
But ladies pick up that phone
I'm under the sea
The ocean of drip
Chanel got the c's
I'm rocking the ricks
Got keys to Alecia
Unlocking the bitch
I'm drowning in d's
My ho in a ditch
The voice of a g
A musical man
I'm taking the mob
Turn it to a band
Nobody taking this
Outta my hand
That boy think he sweet
Like a hundred grand
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I'm under the sea
The ocean of drip
Chanel got the c's
I'm rocking the ricks
Got keys to Alecia
Unlocking the bitch
I'm drowning in d's
My ho in a ditch
The voice of a g
A musical man
I'm taking the mob
Turn it to a band
Nobody taking this
Outta my hand
That boy think he sweet
Like a hundred grand
Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm
You know my bullets they be hittin'
I don't kill, I do the synonym
I'm a philosopher, bitch
Let's get right on to the sinnin' then
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of these bitches
I had to conjure 'em up like Lorraine
I don't use kilos
I charge a quarter a pound for the cane
Yeah
On your brain, yeah I'm leaving a stain
I'm under the sea
I mean just what the f*ck else can I say
I'm under the sea
The ocean of drip
Chanel got the c's
I'm rocking the ricks
Got keys to Alecia
Unlocking the bitch
I'm drowning in d's
My ho in a ditch
The voice of a g
A musical man
I'm taking the mob
Turn it to a band
Nobody taking this
Outta my hand
That boy think he sweet
Like a hundred grand
I'm a free thinker
And you know i let it linger
All these thots
I'm an overthinker
Hopeless romantic
Remember nights of us dancing
I was first to get you glancing
Sexual tension advancing
All these girls on my mind
They be taking up my time
Standards too high
I don't wanna lie
But they laid by my side
Thigh to thigh to thigh to thigh
Guys leave me alone
But ladies pick up that phone
I'm under the sea
The ocean of drip
Chanel got the c's
I'm rocking the ricks
Got keys to Alecia
Unlocking the bitch
I'm drowning in d's
My ho in a ditch
The voice of a g
A musical man
I'm taking the mob
Turn it to a band
Nobody taking this
Outta my hand
That boy think he sweet
Like a hundred grand
The ocean of drip
Chanel got the c's
I'm rocking the ricks
Got keys to Alecia
Unlocking the bitch
I'm drowning in d's
My ho in a ditch
The voice of a g
A musical man
I'm taking the mob
Turn it to a band
Nobody taking this
Outta my hand
That boy think he sweet
Like a hundred grand
Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm
You know my bullets they be hittin'
I don't kill, I do the synonym
I'm a philosopher, bitch
Let's get right on to the sinnin' then
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All of these bitches
I had to conjure 'em up like Lorraine
I don't use kilos
I charge a quarter a pound for the cane
Yeah
On your brain, yeah I'm leaving a stain
I'm under the sea
I mean just what the f*ck else can I say
I'm under the sea
The ocean of drip
Chanel got the c's
I'm rocking the ricks
Got keys to Alecia
Unlocking the bitch
I'm drowning in d's
My ho in a ditch
The voice of a g
A musical man
I'm taking the mob
Turn it to a band
Nobody taking this
Outta my hand
That boy think he sweet
Like a hundred grand
I'm a free thinker
And you know i let it linger
All these thots
I'm an overthinker
Hopeless romantic
Remember nights of us dancing
I was first to get you glancing
Sexual tension advancing
All these girls on my mind
They be taking up my time
Standards too high
I don't wanna lie
But they laid by my side
Thigh to thigh to thigh to thigh
Guys leave me alone
But ladies pick up that phone
I'm under the sea
The ocean of drip
Chanel got the c's
I'm rocking the ricks
Got keys to Alecia
Unlocking the bitch
I'm drowning in d's
My ho in a ditch
The voice of a g
A musical man
I'm taking the mob
Turn it to a band
Nobody taking this
Outta my hand
That boy think he sweet
Like a hundred grand
Writer: Gene Walters
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