Lyrics:
over niggaz towns, black ties, tiny bums
Handsome hoods, pretty thugs, but we grimy dun
Cars, cribs, money, had to find me some
Zeke right behind me dun
(Dum, da-dum)
(Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
(Dum, da-dum)
(Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
Bum, bum-bum
This is gonna feel real good, aight?
Most
believe it)
A nigga woke up and got too high today
And ion know what to drive today
Yo baby daddy lookin' for a ride today (Bum)
That nigga tweak then he
I'm bout to roll up
I got my toes up
But I'm on the beach today
Not smoking sweets today
HLK be the movement
You already know I do this
AeJaxx
They
your blouse
(Miss TJ Maxx)
Babysitting is a bum deal
So they sat as time went by
Slowly as time could go
The baby blurred, and softly cursed
'Cause
listened
Got the shine on the chrome even in the dark it glisten
Bum Boy a bum you can call that given I creep in the alleys let me catch you slipping
I'm
Ay
Yo
Ay
I'm from the city of the burgboiz
I don't burn cash never bid coins(Naw)
Kwap moves make the most noise
And you lost boys you was all
I wanna be where the wave hits the shore
Right by the sea down in El Salvadore
Hanging on the beach with the one I adore
Giggy up giddy up romeo
I
closely, and you'll find
That what they say is not the same as what's on their minds
[Haylie:]
Aren't you a cute little boy
[Haylie's Thoughts:]
Look
of the socialist plan
I cant stand it
Take a minute open your eyes
To the bigger picture boy this is more than yo cry
This is mortal divide
Planned by those who
war, I gotta dedicate
It to my enemy, you gotta chill
What they keep telling the boy (yeah)
Wet up the car, wе gotta get 'em
Go and catch 'em off guard
I
the tune I abide by
I'm aligned with goons, it's wireless like wi-fi
Why try? I'm on the cusp of greatness
You bum-ba-cluts fly, I'm on a fuckin'
to life
Baby boy blues, play them night show tunes
Recap, recap this that new crack
Net my new trap, swag Get snap backed
Tell boys fallback, might get
affection
'Cause the big boys like you and to you I'm an infection
So if you don't want me around
I think I'll run along and drown
You can't want this bum in
to die
Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said, "Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?"
"Of course we do, we know who you are"
do
Is pass on the warning
If you lay on the beach
You get sand in your eyes
If you walk by the water
Take your vest
Back up or get wet
lay on the beach
world.
I’ve been left alone here by the sea
Drifting in the search of harmony
Melodies to carry home with me
Long beach, small world…
I'm
aiming for the throne
No baby seats
You or ya man get it
We sending shots at ya hea
Ny style like a rude boy yankie fitted
Like bottle drinks wit no sip in
Time: 2:52 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Engineered by jim linker and rob klohs at dolphin
Billy, the bum lived by the thumb
And sang of the hobo's delight
He'd prove he could run
Twice as fast as the sun
By losing his shadow at night
Now
Uh yea, give me a minute
It's a lil while til Fleeto finished
No I'm not Cane, on these beats I'm a menace
Let's take a trip on a beach, yeah Venice
baby)
I got them bad boy blues
I feel hypnotized by the way you move
And those big brown eyes
Yea, that would be great
That would be beach house
Soundscan, I'm ate by the streets
You - you real funny to me
Like a drag queen with heels and a head full of weave
Talkin about ki's, that you never seen
trappi (trappi trappi)
Mi trappi trappi (trappi trappi)
Am getting thirsty
Get me henney
Sika nti
Small boy
Y3 fr3 mi daddy
May3 wild wild
On the street
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