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Skrilla - Ocean Prime Lyrics

[Intro]
(It's very peculiar)
I'm the wave, I'm in my prime, I feel like Ocean Prime
When the chauffeur pullin' up he open the door like "ahh"

[Verse 1]

Pu-pu-pull up super trim, I put high beams on the highway
My bitch bad without no makeup, walk the hood like it's a broadway
If she fine, then we can dine, but I can't make her mine
Super slime, slime my slatt, my Rollie tell my time
Bitch I'm really him, I make the black truck bring me out
Bulletproof on the suburban, when I'm murvin', I be out
Throw some D's up on that bitch, I feel like Richboy skrrtin' out
Baby momma drama, sad to say that it ain't workin' out (Uhhhh)

[Chorus]
I'm the wave I'm in my prime, I feel like Ocean Prime
Pull up black truck tinted, back to back we came in line
Took a bad bitch on a date just 'cause I thought she fine
For my birthday ion' want cake, I want a pint of pai
I get geek- geeked up, I crack the four, mix wok with tris
I check the G6 off my list, I beat the Rock like I was Smith
Got the tables turnin' 'round, now nigga tryna come around
I'm busy thuggin' with my rounds, no you ain't gang, ain't gettin' down (Uhhhh)
[Verse 2]
What's understood don't gotta explain, bro flip the switch and make it rain
I send a blitz and kill a lame, I fucked a bitch she don't know my name (I'm really him)
I put 24K in my mouth shit gold
In these streets I'm A to B, my shit on Honor Roll
I'm the wave, I'm in my prime, I feel like Ocean Prime
Rollie plain Jane, but diamonds make it shine
Lil bitch don't got BBL, but that shit make her fine
Took a trip to LA, and I came back with a line
I'on got shooters I got brothers and they'll spin bins for me
And they'll spin bins for free, can't let no oppas get to me
Bring the whole hood out the trench, we eatin' steaks and poppin' bubbly
Poppin' Perks and drinkin' lovely, gettin' geeked up like I'm Lucki
Super trim, I'm super him, like, "Honey where my super suit?"
Two deep in the coupe, we drop the top and let that Hula Hoop
Let that whoopty-whoopty blaze, these bitches see me then they glaze
I'm 'bout be turnt goin through the phase, I'm one foot in, other on pave

[Chorus]
I'm the wave I'm in my prime, I feel like Ocean Prime
Pull up black truck tinted, back to back we came in line
Took a bad bitch on a date just 'cause I thought she fine
For my birthday ion' want cake, I want a pint of pai
I get geek- geeked up, I crack the four, mix wok with tris
I check the G6 off my list, I beat the Rock like I was Smith
Got the tables turnin' 'round, now nigga tryna come around
I'm busy thuggin' with my rounds, no you ain't gang, ain't gettin' down (Uhhhh)