Woorden:
Billy Blanco

The sun is shining, the grass is green The orange and palm trees sway There's never been such a day in Beverly Hills, LA But it's December the 24th And

Hey little sister, what have you done? Hey little sister, who's the only one? Hey little sister, who's your superman? Hey little sister, who's the one

Take the wheel, I hear the timbers creakin' Take the wheel, I think this ship is sinkin' Jamaica seems so far and I've been thinkin' Old Billy Bones has

and euphorias Glorious as I get great, still kinda smooth Like way back in my old school tapes I bring it pronto, rep the BX like Billy Blanco Treat

kill me feel me, you take notes like court stenography, you better watch me, I take beef personally to your villa steps like Versace More Colt 45's than Billy

Oh my god I could barley sit down to write this line, And I'd give anything to hear your fucking voice again, So apathetic and I know you must be dead

jack tars have sown `Cause Billy Bones just wants to know who'll fly the White Bird home Oh your majesty, your majesty I heard the bosun cry Old Billy

The sun is shining, the grass is green The orange and palm trees sway There's never been such a day In Beverly Hills, LA But it's December the 24th

[Verse One] Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra Go to room 112, tell em Blanco sent ya Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges I got these