Song: The Finest
Artist:  Gatsby
Year: 2012
Viewed: 120 - Published at: 2 years ago

Well we got a beach house, a jacuzzi
Smoke cigs we don't got doobies
Party hard so there's no memories
Sellin boba and musubis
Hey, we're the finest of them all
Flash mob Esther got the call
Got gatsby spittin flames and all
Pup n suddin all day, gimme the ball
She fine as hell, what you expect from the finest well
She havin trouble with my belt
So now I guessed I had to help
But but see, she got the buckle so I'm stretching out her muscles, and shes Gettin pretty loud so I had to put a muzzle, on her mouth
No doubt, she knows what I'm about
Gotta turn the music up, cus I know that she'll get loud
And I'm proud, like a penny
I'm riding down her skinnies
I can't tell you how it ended but it got a little sticky HA

The #Finest, in here
Come in and grab a beer
Got shock tops on the table and there's bp over there
We got blue moons on the rocks, Cubans and some swishers
She didn't know how to speak French but learned it when I kissed her
And I missed her, like drake
Too fast we don't got breaks
And I called you the wrong name
So I guess that's my mistake
Told her here take my number, Let's hang out in the summer
Now she hate me cus I woke up, and left her in her covers ha

( Gatsby )
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