enough of that salty stuff I?m on the beach reading a book Lost in a page, lost for an age I could be your bonfire and you could be my ship out at sea
Of that salty stuff, I?m on the beach Reading a book. Lost in a page. Lost for an age. I could be your bonfire And you could be my ship out at sea Look
Translation: Phantom Planet. Ship Lost At Sea.
enough Of that salty stuff, I?m on the beach Reading a book. Lost in a page. Lost for an age. I could be your bonfire And you could be my ship out at
at my chain I kicked off your Jimmy Choos I weigh 155 pound when I'm soaked ma That Rolls Royce Phantom, it ain't no joke ma Weed brownie at 2, but I
dollars (what the fuck that mean nigga?) all my hoes go to the beauty parlor bought my ma a house today ill buy my auntie one tomorrow I just left the phantom
murder, when I'm in the mood Get convicted through the forensics when you walk in my shoes I'm bad news, you n-ggas know the verdict, I'm filthy Drop Phantom
style and sell it to somebody It'd probably smell like cologne made out of bits of panther They call me anchor man, I'll hold down the ship Leave you
parcel And I'm a Sheppard my staff is working hard So the only lambs that I'll be rollin with'll be gollado's Or phantoms, of the oprah Because I'm
all you suckers are ruined. What you doing? [Madchild] Chewin concrete, S+M attack again and you'll be gone in a heartbeat. [Madchild] Battleaxe phantom
sticks his head in sand And then complains Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf But still remains Upon the beach where hound dogs bay At ships with
to blow Yes, it's me the underestimated MC So ill with the flow I need a M.D. Somebody call a doctor I make 'em all sick when I hop out, "The Phantom
[Verse 1] (Bow Wow) Fresh from the dealer ship I cop three phantoms Millionaire shades keep ya boy so handsome Don?t hate see I played with the cards
contamin-ed While you actin' out of character, we observin' Drillin' 'em down so hard, I know we felt it comin' at 'em Hennessey raps float like the Phantom
flame So it's no time for me to beef with Jada, Joe or Game Diamonds in my chain, a Chevy in my yard And a baby blue Phantom that I keep in the garage
on my hater vision (Push it to the limit) I see ya, I see ya suckas (Suckas) I see ya clear (Clear) I know you see me in that phantom Whiter then vaneers
And now we'll sing of drowning things No wondering what might happen Upon that ship we played the popular songs Some sang along, now all that's gone
