Drake Middle of the Ocean Lyrics

Middle of the Ocean Lyrics

Middle of the Ocean Song Lyrics Of Drake. This is new Latest song from album “Middle of the Ocean“. Song is sung Drake. Lyrics Of Middle of the Ocean Lyrics Written by Drake, OZ, Noel Cadastre, Nik D, Sucuki, Cam’ron, Jim Jones, Juelz Santana, D/R Period & Kenneth Gamble & Leon Huff. Label by OVO Sound & Republic Records.

Directed by Drake. Produced by OZ, Nik D, Noel Cadastre, Sucuki & LOOF. Mix & Master by 40 & Noel Cadastre, Chris Athens. If you want official video then scroll down. Hope you like this song. You can see this song BackOutsideBoyz Lyrics.

Middle of the Ocean Lyrics Drake

Yeah
I’m in the Missoni room at the Byblos
The boat was rockin’ too much on some Aaliyah shit
For real

We goin’ from the Vava to Cinquante-Cinq, then back to the Vava
If you know, you know, baby, I don’t, I don’t know what to tell you
Yeah
Ayy

Look
Long way from Sette Mezzo
Meet Tommaso and Ernesto
Short rigatoni with the pesto
These verses are my manifesto

Hallways got an echo
Me and Smiggz on the loose in the city, you know how the rest go
Casual sex, I’m like, “Fuck a dress code”
The first martini is an espresso
Chill shot glasses with prosecco

Niggas so ignorant in our hood, they bе like, “Why the fuck you makin’ techno?”
I’m worldwidе and this is just another cargo jet flow, I had to let go
Life insurance policies, you niggas ’bout to need the gecko
I got some meaner threats, though

Me, Spider-Man, and Leonardo, I’m back tomorrow
I had the chopper to a wedding out in Monaco or Monte Carlo
I’m losin’ track of where we all go
I wouldn’t trade my life for none of y’alls, it’s an embargo
Fifty-nine bags on the 767, this is heavy cargo
Yeah

Fifty-nine bags on the—, ayy
Swedish jail cell smellin’ like some Carby Musk
For your birthday, your boyfriend got a party bus
Bottle signs, club lines, should’ve come with us
We left that shit in ’09 when we was comin’ up

I mean, these just my suggestions of course
I’m ridin’ here fresh off divorce
And I’m tryna look in her eyes, maybe express my remorse
If she want a rebound with me, I’m down to go get her some boards

I’m here for the moral support
Whippin’ the Vespa off of six tequilas
Big Benjamins like the Pittsburgh Steelers
Drake, you got it

Robert Kraft sent the jet for us, that shit was patriotic
You would think we live in Baltimore, the way they ravin’ ’bout the latest product
Teachin’ niggas how to mind they business, and my latest stuff

Might be the only teacher that gets paid enough
That’s why I’m in Hyde Park buyin’ like half of Harrods
You niggas are too concerned with makin’ sure y’all outfits gon’ match in Paris

If we don’t like you, you payin’ tax and tariffs
Come to the 6 and I’m like the actin’ sheriff, deputy
First got to America, niggas wouldn’t check for me
No chance the kid’ll make it here like vasectomy
They underestimated my trajectory

But now they gotta pay that shit direct to me
I send the label bills, bills, bills like the other two women standing next to Bey, that shit was just—
Independent women is lovin’ the new appearance
Matter of time before I go net a Bey like a Paris

Like, “Honey, you gotta know that I never wore Mike Amiris or never hopped in a Urus”
I got my head in the clouds, I’m serious
The lyrics begin to reveal themselves over time periods

Promise you’ll get that shit when the sky clears
This shit designed for divine ears
My favorite two words from you white boys is, “Sign here”
And then comes the sound of glass clinkin’ from a wine cheers

Swear I’m pocket checkin’ y’all for five years
And then we ’bout to kick this shit in high gear
Eight karats like vegetarians, nigga, the earrings are droopy
Contract Lord of the Rings, think it’s a script for the movie
Shout out TVGUCCI, my cousin is spooky
I swear you don’t even mean what y’all say like y’all dubbin’ a movie

Sidebar, Serena, your husband a groupie
He claim we don’t got a problem but
No, boo, it is like you comin’ for sushi
We might pop up on ’em at will like Suzuki
Kawasaki, sushi, saké, the money grow on trees like shiitake
They tried to get spicy with me, so I wonder how they gon’ stop me

I’m really on a roll like hamachi
The fuck would y’all really do without me?
For your birthday, your man got a table at Hibachi
Last time I ate there, Wayne was doin’ numbers off the cup like Yahtzee

And Paris Hilton was steady duckin’ the paparazzi
Quavo might’ve sent me a song that he called “Versace”
I really can’t remember it properly
All I know is that God got me, I’m sittin’ on large properties

Treat me like a newborn, Lucian not droppin’ me
I’m goin’ Pink Floyd, you niggas cannot rock with me
She could be givin’ me head and somehow you not toppin’ me

Niggas see the 6ix God pass, they high-fivin’ me
Need to be high-sixin’ me
Swear niggas highkey sick of me
They wifey on my head ’cause I vibe differently

Feel like an AMBER Alert the way that I can take her to the mall and she find Tiffany
I’m like a cup holder the way that these dimes stick to me
They should’ve been in the fountain based on what y’all wishin’ me

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Know what I’m sayin’?
Yeah
Million-dollar spot (Brr, brr)
That’s how motherfuckers in CMB play it
Middle of the ocean (Blatt)

Just like that (Shine, shine)
All dark fresh green water
Land that thing
With ’bout a hundred hoes
We up and we livin’ like that, boy

Fresh fly fish like, you understand me, like, real G shit
You hear me? A neighborhood superstar
It’s bigger than anything
You know, we start from the bottom, then we come to the top

Get to the top and we stay up there
You hear me? (Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball)
We look down and we’ll be down, but we stayin’ up
And we rise up, we stay on ’em, you heard me? (Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball)

Big Florida water, big water ocean
On that type of time
You understand me?
Rich nigga, rich life, you understand me?

Come from the bottom, but we come from the bottom (Rich life)
But we understand the bottom ’cause we come from it
And we live with it (You understand?)
Go to our grave ’bout this here, boy (Yeah, yeah, yeah).

Lyrics Middle of the Ocean Lyrics Song Credits:

Song: Middle of the Ocean Lyrics
Album: Middle of the Ocean
Artist: Drake
Director: Drake
Written: Drake, OZ, Noel Cadastre, Nik D, Sucuki, Cam’ron, Jim Jones, Juelz Santana, D/R Period & Kenneth Gamble & Leon Huff
Produced: OZ, Nik D, Noel Cadastre, Sucuki & LOOF
Label: OVO Sound & Republic Records

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Q. Who is the singer of “Middle of the Ocean” the song?
Song is sung Drake. If you want any song lyrics Please visit our site and see the lyrics.

Q. Who wrote the lyrics of “Middle of the Ocean” song?
Lyrics Of BackOutsideBoyz Lyrics Written by Drake, OZ, Noel Cadastre, Nik D, Sucuki, Cam’ron, Jim Jones, Juelz Santana, D/R Period & Kenneth Gamble & Leon Huff.

Q. Who directed “Middle of the Ocean” music video?
Directed by Drake.

Q. Who has Produce “Middle of the Ocean” this song?
Produced by OZ, Nik D, Noel Cadastre, Sucuki & LOOF.

Q. Who is the “Middle of the Ocean” Director Of Photography?
Director Of Photography by OVO Sound, Epic Records, Sony Music Entertainment, Republic Records & Universal Music Group.

Q. Who is “Middle of the Ocean” Mixing Mastering?
Mix & Master by 40 & Noel Cadastre, Chris Athens.