Pleasure Island

Cha-ching
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 She like just the tip, but her neck an anaconda
 Tryna save my chips and put some sea life in the condo
 Fuck all these muppets, look like Ariana Gonzo
 Dip her in that ponzu, Japanese Alphonzo
 Come in looking casual, that puddi bitch is mackerel
 Check the vest, it's tactical, chopper gunner nationals
 Fuck what you say, bitch, we don't fuck with lames (fuck 'em)
 I'll pull up with my dawgs and we'll Hakken on your grave
 And all of these geeks with they fortune and fame
 'Cause it's gone in a second, stay lost in my ways
 There's a sad satisfaction to balancing pain
 Tryna hold up my image, but everything hazy, oh
 She been losing conscious while she sucking on my face
 And I been feeling under when those drugs are out my veins
 It's like I'm heading for some cover but that cover's in the rain
 I been sippin' nummers, I can tell you how they taste, oh
 Crave me
 Oh, won't you crave me?
 Blame me
 No, don't you blame me
 Leave me
 My creation, my creation, uh
 Leave no time
 For my reputation, it's just reputation, yeah
 A visionary salute, that M. H. Phenomenon
 We only live INXS like body parts at Autobarn
 All-white chariot, steer it to the Marriot
 1990 NSX gallops like a stallion
 Honey by the chariot, Moncler from Harriet
 Shorty like to carry, she love Charlie, she might marry it
 Always out of pocket, never keep a docket
 It's like you never left 'cause I keep you in my locket
 I hunt 'em like a renegade, take you to a better place
 High school sweetheart, blow it through the cellophane
 Open up like suicides, water bed is sterilised
 Janis Joplin lookalikes, body smokin', appetite
 Photos by the drop top, cutie in a crop top
 1980s Bon Scott, shawty like to talk a lot
 Chop, chop, cop shop, get got, damn
 Want not, waste not, red hot, headshot
 Crave me
 Oh, won't you crave me?
 Blame me
 No, don't you blame me
 Leave me
 To my creation, my creation
 Leave no time
 For my reputation (it's just reputation, yeah)
 For my reputation, it's just reputation