“Middle of the Ocean Lyrics” sung by 21 Savage & Drake from the album Her Loss represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Middle of the Ocean by 21 Savage & Drake.
Middle of the Ocean Lyrics
[Intro: Drake] Yeah I’m in the Missoni room at the Byblos The boat was rockin’ too much on some Aaliyah s^^t For real We goin’ from the Vava then Cinq on Cinq then back to the Vava, if you know you know baby, I don’t know, I don’t know what to tell you Yeah Ayy
[Verse 1: Drake] Look Long way from sentimental Meet Thomazzo and Enersto Short rigatoni with the pesto These verses are my manifesto Part ways gotta echo Me and Snakes on the loose in the city, you know how the rest go Casual s^^, I’m like, “F^^k a dress code” The first Martini is an Espresso Chill shot glasses with Prosecco N^^gas so ignorant in our hood, they be likе, “Why the f^^k you makin’ techno?” I’m worldwide and this is just anothеr cargo jet flow, I had to let go Life insurance policies, you n^^gas ’bout to need the GEICO I got some meaner threats though Me, Spider-Man and Leonardo, I’m back tomorrow I had the chopper to a wedding out in Monaco or Monte Carlo I’m losin’ track of where we all go I wouldn’t trade my life for none of y’alls, it’s an embargo Fifty-nine bags on the 767, this is heavy cargo Yeah Fifty-nine bags on the, ayy
[Verse 2: Drake] Sweetest jail cell, smellin’ like some Carby Musk For your birthday, your boyfriend got a party bus Bottle signs, club lines, should’ve come with us We left that s^^t in ’09, when we was comin’ up I mean these just my suggestions of course I’m ridin’ here, fresh off divorce And I’m tryna look in her eyes, maybe express my remorse If she want a rebound with me, I’m down to go get us some [?] I’m here for the moral support Whippin’ the vest ball for sixty killers Big Benjamins like the Pittsburgh Steelers Drake you got it Robert Kraft sent the Jet funds, that s^^t was patriotic You would think we live in Baltimore, the way they ravin’ by the latest product Teachin’ n^^gas how to mind their business and my latest stuff Might be the only teacher that gets paid enough That’s why I’m in hot park, buyin’ like half her hairs You n^^gas are too concerned with makin’ sure your outfits gon’ match in pairs If we don’t like you, you payin’ taxes and tabs Come the 6ix and I’m like the actin’ sheriff, deputy First got to America, n^^gas wouldn’t check for me No chance the kid’ll make it here like vasectomy They underestimated my trajectory But now they gotta pay that s^^t direct to me I send the label bills bills bills, like the other two women next to Bey, that s^^t was just— Independent women is lovin’ the new appearance Matter of time before I go [?] like a [?] Like, “Honey, you gotta know that I never wore Mike Amiris or Never hopped in a Urus” I got my head my in the clouds, I’m serious The lyrics begin to reveal themselves over time periods Promise you’ll get that s^^t when the sky clears This s^^t designed for divine ears My favorite two words from you white boys is, “Sign here” And then comes the sounds of glass clinkin’ from the wine cheers Swear I’m pocket checkin’ y’all for five years And then we ’bout to kick this in high gears Eight karats like vegetarians, n^^ga, the earrings are droopy Contract, Lord of the Rings Think it’s a script for the movies Shout out, TV, Gucci, my cousin and Spooky I swear y’all don’t even mean what y’all say like y’all dubbin’ a movie Sidebar, Serena, your husband a groupie He claim we don’t got a problem but Nobu it is like you comin’ for sushi We might pop up on ’em at will like Suzuki Kawasaki, sushi, saki The money grow on trees like S^^take They try to get spicy with me so, I wonder how they gon’ stop me I’m really on a roll like [?] The f^^k would y’all really do without me? For your birthday, your man got a table at Hibachi Last time I ate there, Wayne was doin’ numbers off the cup like Yachty And Paris Hilton was steady duckin’ the paparazzi Quavo might’ve send me a song that he called, “Versace” I really can’t remember it properly All I know is that God got me, I’m sittin’ on large properties Treat me like a newborn [?] not droppin’ me I’m goin’ Pink Floyd, you n^^gas cannot rock with me She could be givin’ me head and somehow you not toppin’ me N^^gas see the 6ix God pass, they high fivin’ me Need to be high sixin’ me Swear n^^gas highkey sick of me Their wifey on my head ’cause I vibe differently Feel like an Amber Alert, they way that I can take her to the mall and she find Tiffany I’m like a cupholder, the way that these dimes stick to me They should’ve been in the fountain, based on what y’all wishin’ me
[Outro] Know what I’m sayin’? Yeah Million dollar spot (Brr, brr) Ask the motherf^^kers, I see ’em, been player Middle of the ocean Just like that (Shine, shine) All dawg, fresh green water Land that thing With ’bout a hunnid hoes We up and we livin’ like that, boy Fresh, fly, fresh like, you understand me like, real G s^^t You hear me? A neighborhood superstar That’s bigger than anything You know, we start from the bottom and then we come to the top Get to the top and we stay up there (Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball) You hear me? We look down and we’ll be down but we stayin’ up And we rise up, and we stay on ’em, you hear me? (Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball) Big fater wall, big water ocean On that type of time You understand me? Rich n^^ga, rich life, you understand me? Come from the bottom, know we come from the bottom Rich life But we understand the bottom ’cause we from it And we live it (You understand?) Go to our grave ’bout this here, boy Yeah, yeah, yeah
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