Lyrics Felly – Buena Vista

Coolin’ with my youngin’ and he don’t wanna keep me buffin’ when I’m packing up my luggage. (yeah)
He said you don’t need discussion, let them talk ’bout what they want man, I ain’t worried ’bout nothin
I take my khaki pants and cuff em, East Coast mothafucka in the bass sore thumbin’ this a taste more comin’ for y’all
Such a shame, thrown’ brains she don’t know me at all

Look what you missin’, Its all Buena Vista
I do this for my sister, my brother, my misses, my lover
I got y’all we gon’ live forever
Look what you missin’, Its all Buena Vista
I do this for my sister, my brother, my misses, my lover
I got y’all we gon’ live forever

Aye, Aye, Slip into my covers, knowin’ well I won’t be sleepin’ I just wonder around
Ain’t hard to tell this shit gon’ sell, he be the talk of the town and most the time yo I’ll be playin’ I’ll be fuckin’ around
Peep what I’m saying, I’ll be burnt out for the weekend still go hard for the weekend. Don’t lay low I’m sleeping in the studio the whole season
He cold he North Eastern, damn. He Nor’easter, damn. I came through fly in May, I be like hi It’s damn
From Manhattan down to Long Beach (swerve)
I hit my Barbie for the car keys
My mans gotta win the back, see the bar deep
I’m laughing at him, countin’ money under palms trees
Got to where I wanna be

Look what you missin’, Its all Buena Vista
I do this for my sister, my brother, my misses, my lover
I got y’all we gon’ live forever
Look what you missin