Mus Matos - Occasion lyrics

[VERSE 1] I told em “Finish ‘em” I told my n***as “Don't f** with no n***as that f** wit yo enemies” I told my critics “Don't hype up a n***a if you ain't gon' come wit the energy” And I hit up Neb, I'm like “Get me a table wit women that's good for my legacy” And f** the Fiji, f** the Fiji, f** the Fiji, f** the Fiji Where's the Hennessey Out in Tribeca hittin' trifectas, man I'm Curry with the symmetry Droppin' Soliloquies, n***as was feelin' me Now it's calamari out in California wit my stylist Ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin, ballin On them n***as in the industry Pop the top, get the Crys' goin' Shawty top got her ribs showin' If you ain't wit me get the f** from round me I got people waitin' for this big moment now I know there's no tomorrow But you know you wit the stars So align to ‘em, intertwine to ‘em Wit a couple Dom Dom Pérignons Go low shawty Hit the floor floor floor floor shawty It get cold cold cold cold shawty Now you so so shawty Where my soul shawty? Where my coat shawty? Where my boat shawty? n***as wavy n***as hazy Got the whole club Fung Shwazy That's why every day is an occasion [HOOK] It's like every day When we step into our section and its lookin' like vacation To you it's amazing To us this is Nathan We don't feel the same ‘cuz every day is an occasion Every day is an Occasion Every day in here is like an occasion Every day in here is like a vacation ‘Cuz every day in here is like an occasion [VERSE 2] These f** n***as gotta be gone ‘Cuz all of my problems is gone Out in Miami way way way way on (Wayan) Like I'm wit a Marlin (Marlon) I ain't callin I ain't fallin for it I ain't stallin Joey I am all in baby You ain't crawlin towards it Meeks got the numbers Never hit them b**hes That's uncalled for Now we outta' outta' character No I'm lyin' this is every day for me baby This is every day shenanigans This a new lay for me baby I ain't even plan this sh** This is for Canada This for Felix on the beat, that n***a way too mechanical This for Atlanta chicks Screamin' f** the Fiji, f** the Fiji, f** the Fiji Where the Henny, hold the Canada Oh no dry a** n***as Oh these lyin a** n***as Oh these “I'm ok, no, no, I ain't buyin'” a** n***as they loungin' We make sure that every woman is drownin' And we party with our f**in' accountants and throw ‘em somethin' that we make in an hour like hol' on She want a piece of the pie She threw me a piece of the pie She said I'm “one hell of a guy” And I told her “You right, but this every night” It go down down, down, down, down So bring all your friends, friends, friends, friends And make sure the camera on so your memories never gon' end, end, end, end [HOOK] It's like every day When we step into our section and its lookin' like vacation To you it's amazing To us this is Nathan We don't feel the same ‘cuz every day is an occasion Every day is an Occasion Every day in here is like an occasion Every day in here is like a vacation ‘Cuz every day in here is like an occasion