Oceans

Ocean in the back, I might fuck you on the beach, yeah
Got a hot cheeto chola and she rolling up my leaf, yeah
You say you my biggest fan but you be my fantasy, yeah
Your feet in the sand and my hand on your peach, yeah

Let’s go by the ocean
When I’m with you, feel like I’m floatin’
Swimmin' in your sea wide open, back strokin', hair soakin
Baby so wavy, getting lost in the motion
Got me feeling like ooh wee
Got that juicy fruit, girl you move me
When we’re together, it’s a movie
Like Jack and Rose, say she don’t wanna lose me
There’s so many fish in the sea, there’s only one that cannot[?] swim from me
But the ocean tide, got you open wide, up and down like the ocean tide

Ocean in the back, I might fuck you on the beach, yeah
Got a hot cheeto chola and she rolling up my leaf, yeah
You say you my biggest fan but you be my fantasy, yeah
Your feet in the sand and my hand on your peach, yeah

I used to be the shyest guy
Now I tell ‘em move them panties to the side
Bitches used to pass me by, now I pass ‘em by in the sweetest ride
Used to be a miskeen guy, but shit ain’t always sweet on the sweeter side
Now my gang ananana, smoking marijuana
I'm a fool eating beans of Fava
Sex on the beach, get her wetter than Wasaga (wetter than the diamonds in my nana)
My piña colada, pussy so shlava
Make me wanna take her back to Mama and Baba

Ocean in the back, I might fuck you on the beach, yeah
Got a hot cheeto chola and she rolling up my leaf, yeah
You say you my biggest fan but you be my fantasy, yeah
Your feet in the sand and my hand on your peach, yeah