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Bosslife Such beautiful breeze I love the environment So pristine So clean So peaceful Tranquille So special This is Bosslife I had dreams to sleep in an igloo With caramel damsels from Honolulu Rub my palms together money flows like voodoo So many Pac fans no one scream free Mutulu I got fans in Malawi They call me PacMan they fluent in Zulu Sex with a gym junkie doing pilate on my dick Everyday's Christmas every night's New Years eve The water's clean and pristine I take a sip of the cognac kickback on Waikiki beach Sand from the Shore's on her asscheek Call her Jersey Shore that's my pilate chick Sea salt sprinkled over flake I relate to Buddhist cos I meditate A perfect 8 yet I hesitate to penetrate Doing yoga I put lobster on the plate Waikiki beach Honolulu Pack up my clothes lace up my boots Honolulu Honolulu Pack up my clothes lace up my boots Honolulu I flew all the way here to write a song For all the time I was broke I got millions to right my wrong Use to walk by fancy restaurants Peeking through the windows Wondering what kind of food is those All I could afford was just Nandos Now I eat at expensive cuisines Buy meat loaves in kilos At delicatessens Soufflé is entrés for my girl from Hungary She's always hungry So I get her some munchies Now pass the brandy She's quite flexy I call her Lexi Bendy Take her to Luxury Row Buy her some Fendi BossLife Bossmove That's my Modus Vivendi Back to the mansion Every piece of furniture is a masterpiece I got half head of Pompei on the mantelpiece Diamond on the plinth Persian rug leopard prints Ghost and leather seats and custom trim We can dip and see what there's to be seen In the city of Honolulu I love the scene Honolulu Honolulu Pack up my clothes lace up my boots Honolulu
Writer(s): Mcdonald Emiantor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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