Stugots (feat. Willie the Kid)

When I do it on the Seven Seas I get big boy, okay? I'ma try to see it all You can't control her You've got to give yourself to her She wants you to dance, sonny boy! You've got to follow her lead! Yo, I navigate like Ferdinand Magellan I rock furs, fraternizin' Stone Island, yacht master on the yacht The watch baptizin', take a dip The crib four sides brick in Stone Mountain I'm out in rough seas, I feel favor to smooth ocean Never made a skilled sailor My chick from Baylor Suntan lotion, management consultant I rock affairs like a sultan, it's spiritual (uh) Rockefeller oysters, smooth sailin' Bluetooth some Van Halen, Michael Bolton Somersault in the saltwater, I show devotion Convolute with the Lou, I'm flirtin' with the notion The fly, Mercedes-Benz wrap, cigarette bowls Prosecco, Percocets, the ladies on both Wavy, Seven Seas movin' like the Navy Diamonds dancin' like Alvin Ailey Jude of Jameson, the Jameson I mix with Bailey's Play the game like a ukelele Swimmin' trunks paisley Bandana print, the fine print, you get shot Tequila shots on the Stugots You pussy For the captain, this is his second home These are his friends They chatter endlessly on the radio, often far into the night He knows them well, their private lives and all their personal feelings And yet, he will hardly ever meet one of them face-to-face