Lyrics:
and a beach so I can really live it up
See, that's the life baby, you got to understand its life baby
I'm never gonna give it up, fuck that
I made a mil', but
does it feel?)
Ah-ha-ah-ha (Shit it feel great, baby)
I never been to South Beach 'til I got the DMV
I just want you to know that my boy
Man
Eagle side, homie coming up
I was young and I didn't give a fuck
Long Beach nigga, a fiend for the bucks
Lean in my chucks, banger, I'm tough, yeah
by the shore in the moonlight.
Beach Baby, Beach Baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun, we'd be out in the sun
by the shore in the moonlight.
Beach Baby, Beach Baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun, we'd be out in the sun
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
to Vera
The Vera ingenuity the Vera brainpower
Walking on the front beach sucking on her thumb
What does that tell you when you pretend to be a Christian
people like you
Full of calm full of Truthly blue
Oh my beach boy you look good
By the way if you want
We can go surf all day long
Oh my beach boy
I love
The cargo ship enters the harbour
In his spare time the captain paints vaginas
His boys can move girls
Furniture, white goods, chemicals
Homes for
Touchdown
Hop in that coupe by the beach, yeah
Sundown
Shawty, she coming with me, yeah
Roll down the windows, she feelin' the breeze
Only got real
Wanya is the greatest, I'ma keep it hot
If you don't know me by now just keep looking up
We came from the bottom, headed to the top
Long Beach is my city,
It go Murda on the beats, boy
It go Murda on the beats, boy
Yeah it's murder on these streets, boy
Murdered the pussy, I'm a beast boy
And you
suddenly it's not mine
It's hard to give you what I never had
Boy does it fly
Barely keeping it together like a twist tie
Keeping up the talk
Cut you off
Man I woke up again
I was gone off the brick
I was stuck in the sand
At the beach
Hub model with me
She stay gettin' tan
She fallin' asleep
Shorty do her own damn thang
She wanna go and get high all day
(What she say to me)
She know where I stay
That's by the beach
She fuck with the beach
yeah)
Ten, by ten, by ten, only three of us
And we passing women, like we passing drinks, can't compete with us
Rum pum pum pum little drummer boy
We just
life
I want you by my side for life
We makin' love on the beach in the nighttime
Fuck it up, baby do it to me all the time
We makin' love on the beach in
album
Sike I'm playing
But really what would I be without em
They the future of this earth when I'm not around
I'm thugging by my lonely I ain't hanging
on her to some C5, cut on Funeral and she die
Your change ain't long enough, yo' peeps ain't strong enough
Yo' beach ain't warm enough
You ain't been in
just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys
fuck with me no way josé
Highest in the game i feel like ace of spades
The ironic part is that I never play no games
ye what ye
Boy you better stay in
Chilling by the palm trees long bread come with tall cheese
Being a boss come with small fees
It ain't a crime unless the law sees
I got hating niggas that
as soon as you release your new album im goin to kill myself becasue I hate you
Yo what the fuck is wrong with you pick up the goddamn phone, I think im
by the shore in the moonlight.
Beach Baby, Beach Baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun, we'd be out in the sun
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