Harry Melrose - 99 (Santa Monica) Lyrics

99, that little whip, aye
The Roses stayin' faded and we never trip, aye
My baby keep it lowkey 'less she moving it, aye
Her eyes are like a Xanny, calm me make it okay
You wonder if I'm f*cking with you when you're off dro'
I say we get a Kilo, whip it out to the shore
The ocean where you love it and we finna sip more
At Malibu, my sunset I might never let go
I might never let go

Cloudy eyes in the passenger side
Sipping on the purp ice
Swerving on the divide
I ain't pray for winnings, I pray for the strength to just grind
Strippers don't make good wives
Proof is on the TV
Finessing these suckers with fish pussy that shit ain't me
She gon' dance like one though
Take her to the gold coast
Santa Monica where all the angels breathing gold dro'
She the doll I needed, red lips gleaming, Silverlake glow
Yuh yuh

Aux always lit in her hands
Grams always great in her hands
Miles and miles of sand
Mermaid, no aqua, no xan
Siren, she ain't got a mans
Still wanna go to San Fran
Still ride my dick like a tram
Still move her hipbones like damn

Blurs in my mind and my avenue
She got a plan, know what we do
NoHo to Echo to the View
I hit that blunt, she face it, cute
Baby with moves so I pursuit
Queen when she on the Absolut
Ain't other vibes out there just like you

Ain't other vibes out there just like you

Gucci, Gucci on her wrist, aye
Toes around the desperados throwing dick, aye
Function isn't on her level, she gon' dip, aye
Imma scoop her up from Holly in the quick, aye
Swerving down the boulevard, no rain just overcast though
Got the looks and voice like f*ck it, feeling like young Castro
Pass a Cuban, I mean cutie, when she not around though
Hope you stick around, though
Help me stay on ground, though

So enemies I toast this Hennessy
Euphoria no time for beef
I'm swerving with the Angel, under 70 degrees
And I might never let go
I might never let go
So down the 10 we coming 'round again
We feeling blessed, I'm like Amen
And ain't nobody stopping it, just pop that bottle girl
And I might never let go
I might never let go

99, that little whip, aye
The Roses stayin' faded and we never trip, aye
My baby keep it lowkey 'less she moving it, aye
Her eyes are like a Xanny, calm me make it okay
You wonder if I'm f*cking with you when you're off dro'
I say we get a Kilo, whip it out to the shore
The ocean where you love it and we finna sip more
At Malibu, my sunset I might never let go
I might never let go
I might never let go