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Jetski Interlude Video (MV)




Performed By: MXRS
Language: English
Length: 1:49
Written by: Shemar Knight




MXRS - Jetski Interlude Lyrics




Every time we pop out it's a movie, and every time I pop out they say oh he, fly
And I'm in the Balmain and Givenchy, I, got the windows tinted but they know it's me
I hop on instrumentals like it's lemon squeezy
Stacking up the racks, money odee I, can't be playing nice in the meantime

She pop a stick like it's Pocky
She puttin' sand in her pockets, but you ain't hearing me shorty
I said this ain't Abu Dhabi, and she don't look Puerto Rican
But I got her calling me papi, we on a flight for the weekend
Got her eating salt fish and ackee

Cause every time I pop out it's a movie
Blessing all my niggas with the blue cheese, I
And every time I pull up they say, who he, I
Want the whole squad on a jet ski, aye

I might do the perky just to feel something
Left my water on like it's still running
I can't fall in love with just anybody
Gotta run it up, gotta stack my money
Right now that I'm broke ain't nobody love me

When I stack my money I'm getting front seat
And it's only Benjamins that I put above me
Cause I want the whole squad hop up on a jet ski

Hop up off a jet ski
I hope them niggas check me
I'm in my bed like Tetlea
I kick it just like Jet Lee
Bad lil shorty wanna tempt me

I don't need me no lil' shorty I need Bentley
Tryna have the whole squad on a jet ski
I just want the whole squad on a jet ski
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Every time we pop out it's a movie, and every time I pop out they say oh he, fly
And I'm in the Balmain and Givenchy, I, got the windows tinted but they know it's me
I hop on instrumentals like it's lemon squeezy
Stacking up the racks, money odee I, can't be playing nice in the meantime

She pop a stick like it's Pocky
She puttin' sand in her pockets, but you ain't hearing me shorty
I said this ain't Abu Dhabi, and she don't look Puerto Rican
But I got her calling me papi, we on a flight for the weekend
Got her eating salt fish and ackee

Cause every time I pop out it's a movie
Blessing all my niggas with the blue cheese, I
And every time I pull up they say, who he, I
Want the whole squad on a jet ski, aye

I might do the perky just to feel something
Left my water on like it's still running
I can't fall in love with just anybody
Gotta run it up, gotta stack my money
Right now that I'm broke ain't nobody love me

When I stack my money I'm getting front seat
And it's only Benjamins that I put above me
Cause I want the whole squad hop up on a jet ski

Hop up off a jet ski
I hope them niggas check me
I'm in my bed like Tetlea
I kick it just like Jet Lee
Bad lil shorty wanna tempt me

I don't need me no lil' shorty I need Bentley
Tryna have the whole squad on a jet ski
I just want the whole squad on a jet ski
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Writer: Shemar Knight
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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