Morey Boogie Boards

[Intro]

Morey Boogie Board shit

Off the coast

Sand bars

Bam Bam

[Verse 1]

I got the mental of the Bad Lieutenant

We gamble drug money, riverboats, Cadillacs

Talkin' 'bout a prison note

Lemon zest is subtle in the fish they call the cuttle

We grew up in the gutter break your jaw like a huddle

Morey boogie boards wax the top so we stay on

Wrist strap is pitch black, 360 shades on

I won't stop until the wall's got Monet's drawn

The farmland and other animals to graze on

I'm always smoking on the potent straight from Oakland

I'm rising like a soufflé, you know you gotta serve it quick

Just dust me off with cheese, pussy straight from Persia bitch

They'll find your leg in Maine, your torso out in Jersey snitch

I rock the lenses Caminiti wore

I roll a fifty of the dour to the neck and take a city tour

Any genre got the salsa and the gritty raw

Timeless, my mother's diamonds 1954

[Hook x2]

I gotta get that dough, I want the Beamer with the racing seats

Pound the ground with my feet to make the pavement speak

And tell me secrets that she's never told a soul to

The price of living your decisions could control you

Yeah Bronsolino

Queens

Real shit

Queens

[Verse 2]

I sign my name like I'm Mantle, never sticking to the script

Be with people off the boat, seven languages and shit

Bring tradition to the street, get you lifted off your feet

Like my daughter at the park, no taking orders after dark

Cause they expect it

So wake up early, hop off the shitter

Employ a lawyer that's been bar mitzvahed

Never trust a goyim, see me sippin' spritzer, hookers with Spitzer

And Mr. Wedge, 30 dollars hollers never tip her

This condensation that be building in the weed jar is bothersome

Half of my leg covered with Robinson's

The FernGully in this dutch, me and Steele smokin'

Jail letters, pretty bitches gettin' peeled open

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