At 200 miles on a jet ski
If you want, I'll f*ck you here
Under the sun, under the sun
At 200 miles on a jet ski
If you want, I'll f*ck you here
Under the sun, under the sun
Real early in the morning, morning
Little buds of marijuana, join me
You're big-assed, Rikishi style
Money, money, I'm missing weechie
I feel Ray, but Richie
You don't love me, my chichi
The swimsuit isn't that expensive, it's from J.C. Penney
But I dive at you with everything, even sneakers
I give it to you at any hour like at Denny's
I make your p*ssy float, Kenny style
If you don't want, pass the relay to your friend
If it's with you, I dare
At 200 miles on a jet ski
If you want, I'll f*ck you here, yeah
Under the sun, under the sun
At 200 miles on a jet ski
If you want, I'll f*ck you here
Under the sun, under the sun
That all the asses burn
I'm the wave, motherf*ckers, better not row
I ran over them with the White Cements
I'm dressed all in white, santer style
The owner on top of me as if I sang bolero
If you want, I'll marry you inside a sailboat
I'm going 200 miles on a jet ski
If you want, I'll f*ck you here
Under the sun, under the sun