Yung Lean - Oceans 2001 lyrics

[Intro:] Sad Boys, 2002 Unknown d**h, 2001 [Hook:] The ocean's where they'll find you The ocean's where they'll find you You can find me if you look in your mind too [x2] I'm a get a choppa, I'm a, I'm a get a choppa Shoot that ho in the face before she try to stop ya Yung Lean, so f**ing proper Sad Boys, we own choppas Put her in that body bag The ocean's where I'll drop her [Verse 1:] Eat her out, wipe my face with a serviette Rich, sweeping legs Creeping in the cut, with a tommy gun I'm a stomp on your fondue Face looking like Scooby Doo, the groovy one Cannibus, anthrax, paid fast, get stacks Count racks, cash [?] and all that Bad rep, LSD right, creeping 'round like a lab rat Eat her out, click clack Shorty we can take it real slow, if you wanna Sex and pills, Lean got the marijuana I got so much ice, and these ice creams cost one hunna You know we gon make it hot, like the summer Shorty she a runner, [?] and I can buy you drinks I got money like Obama, Internet Explorer Boys, b**h, we [?] Hit that cut up, fire shots, make you run up Hit that club up, fire shots, make you run up [Hook] [Verse 2:] Lean slice it up BBC, straight I'm fixing to bust a nut Sad Boys in the place, lock your daughters up Smoking these greens, k**ing these fiends [?] with some f**ing big things [?] explosive, I'm fast, I'm C-4 Wake up in the morning and I'm married to a dinosaur Her vagina's sore Click clack click like the liquor store Living life like we in Baltimore Tell the preacher it's a folklore What, fool? What, fool? Switched out the Ferrari from the double door Smoking sherman like I'm Dumbledore Humble, poor Hungry hippos and we finna rob the liquor store And we finna rob the liquor store Lean got plenty more Sad Boys, we done opened the door Sad Boys smoking plenty dro Shouts out to Gregar