Surfing (prod. DJ C-Jay)
Often Spaced
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When I bring the cavalry No one wanna battle me Cuz I'm hungry for the money, never losing salary Fast money, transactions and quotes then Hit he road, blowing the gas and were coasting From Atlantic to Pacific Ocean Getting wavy and we trashing the boat and Pirating your city, so Just pass me the potion We came to conquer cuz we lack the emotion Sine and cosine Digital or analog No discussion, monologue Shredding up riffs Wanna chick like Courtney Conologue Women wanna surfboard and mine is lookin kinda long I be hitting crest Never eating out the trough And I'm spaced out Homie yea it's kinda often Black and grey style Kinda like inside a coffin Not a gothic I'm rocking my catholic crosses In outer space now And My shuttle got them dark tints Need a bad chick to rock it every time I park it Got her face down For that vision I am all in And Proceeding with some calculated moves and caution Like a playground
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