Yacht Master lyrics - 2 Chainz (with Swae Lee)

 [Swae Lee:]

We're rolling

We're rolling

And action


Yacht Master Rollie, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Some cameras just landed on me, we're rolling

Holy moly, damn

This bitch want me and the homies, so

Yacht Master Rollie, ayy

The cameras just landed on me, what's up (out of nowhere)

Holy moly

This bitch want me and the homies, so


Came in this bitch

It's a shame I ain't make a fuckin' film, damn

Pills in my pocket tee

And I stay smokin' on that fuckin' kill

Know I gotta swang through

Bangin' my shit, that other shit weird

I'm the fresh prince of the city

Got dranks in the back room, chill, check this out

Got Franks in my pocket, they chillin'

Lot of faces on me so I never get lonely

Seen that mothafuckin' Porsche Carrera and got a boner

I don't fuck with freeloaders, nah


Yacht Master Rollie

Some cameras just landed on me, out of nowhere

Holy moly, damn

This bitch want me and the homie, cool

Yacht Master Rollie, ayy

The cameras just landed on me, what's up?

Holy moly

This bitch want me and the homies, so


[2 Chainz:]

She shaved off everything 'cept for the landin' strip

I'm on them 22s just like the Emmitt Smith

You see me killin' shit, reapin' the benefits

You work from 9 to 5, I work from 10 to 6

Up all night hustlin'

Yellow gold like mustard

Been told 'em pass the Grey Poupon

Back when I had a cutlass

Y'all niggas just rusty

I put your bitch on a Huffy

Now we're talkin' paper, boy

Crip on a hundred acres, boy

All you do is hate with your boy

You act like a snake with your boy

You act like a fake with your boy

My pockets lookin' like they ate your boy

Damn... holy moly

I don't know if she wanna fuck me or my Rollie

Even Cartier lenses can see that you're phoney

Anybody seen your style can tell that you stole it


[Swae Lee:]

Yacht Master Rollie, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Some cameras just landed on me, we're rolling

Holy moly, damn

This bitch want me and the homies, so

Yacht Master Rollie, ayy

The cameras just landed on me, what's up (out of nowhere)

Holy moly

This bitch want me and the homies, so

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