Bas

Bas - Fiji Water In My Iron lyrics

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Why you so dramatic?

Why you so dramatic?

You think I give a f**k or you talk static

I'm holdin' heaven it's automatic

You think I give a f**k or you talk static

I'm holdin' heaven it's automatic



'Cause I gotta stay fresh

Fiji water in my iron

Yeah I gotta stay fresh

Fiji water in my iron

Ho I gotta stay fresh

Fiji water in my iron

Yeah I gotta stay fresh

Fiji water in my iron

'Cause each day we wake up

We smoke L's we make love

We bump Soul in your basement

Bump Cole in my truck

'Cause we ride, we ride, we ride, we ride

We ride, we ride, we ride, we ride



It's just me, you, Jack, and Ginger

Mary's here my dear

No need to ask I'll bring her pour me a glass

I'm in my zone

I'm in my zone

And if it's mine that's you honey

Stick together like new money

Hit Dubai on that dune buggies

Catch some rays like it's Tampa Bay

And I know what drives you crazy

On how I switch daily

From love is so amazing

To love is so enslaving

Yet all you have is patience

Fight for us as if life is love

If love is gone it's dead life in us

I repent all my sins

Always trynna put knife in us

I hear my devil's enticing but

They run amok every night

They love to f**k WOOP

They ain't nothin' but some pressure cause

Pressure buzz

Promise for the two of us, I never rush

It's me, you, Jack, and Ginger

Mary's here my dear

No need to ask I'll bring her, pour me a glass

I'm in my zone



'Cause I gotta stay fresh

Fiji water in my iron

Yeah I gotta stay fresh

Fiji water in my iron

Ho I gotta stay fresh

Fiji water in my iron

Yeah I gotta stay fresh

Fiji water in my iron

'Cause each day we wake up

We smoke L's we make love

We bump Soul in your basement

Bump Cole in my truck

'Cause we ride, we ride, we ride, we ride

We ride, we ride, we ride, we ride



And she was like Lauryn Hill tell him

I was trynna be a player still on my Bill Bellamy

But she couldn't understand

'Cause everytime we go out we go out with a bang

She just want a taste

Fill up with regrets now you get em by the tags

Bitch you never wear the smiley face OK

You can tell me bout it or you can tell it to the A's

'Cause we never let it go to waste

Don't you ever let me go to waste

Black star so we couldn't burn out

Like black cards we ain't gettin' turned down

My God gon' get the word out

That's laughter my bitch got ass like Nasa

That line prolly only makes sense to me

That's fine I'm the shit to me

That's fine I'm the shit to me



Why you so dramatic?

Why you so dramatic?
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