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two girls on feels for real

Oh this a bounce she like whining by the DJ (aye)
Fucking tune-age just like Rhi-Rhi pon the replay (aye)
We young

Baby, I'm on the road
But it's all good, though
I love you, love you, I'ma call right back
(That boy Cassius) but it's all good, it's all good

Nas' Angels...the Flyest

Nas

Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle

2003

ears, you know she playing them right
Hilton style, billionaire boys club
Braveheart, ya'll don't want no war with us
Dump a semi-auto made by, I made

and their beers 
The waves come crashing in, they laugh without fears 

Beach boy, beach girl 
Waves crash, waves swirl 
They're together in a crazy world

and call her Addison Lee
I'm off the shits, fuck your bitch, send her back to the beach (suh, suh, suh)
I'm with a crazy white boy, call him Conor McGregor

out the friend zone
When I pull up in that blacked-out Lambo
Catch you riding shotgun, let ya friends know
Kill 'em girl (How boy? Tell me how)
(How

if you're not by my side

I'm just saying I'm tryna catch a vibe with you
Take a ride with me run all the lights boy let's go all night
Nobody could

On the beach, on the beach, on the beach
Bear bottom, it used to be a lot of fun
We used to jump the fence at my Alma mater
And there we go with the boys

Bitches Ain't S**t

Snoop Dogg

Crunk Juice

2004

my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (05 bitch)
Big Nate long beach we'll keep Lil' Jon tight beat so come on let's ride

to steer
I'm in the spotlight like I was a deer
And I'm smoking gas cause I do not sip no beer
I'm by myself no I don't want you dear
Haven't heard Vine boy

Hey ya'll, just passin' thru
On our way, to where, to who
Hey ya'll, just passin' thru
A wonderful world by every view

Mother Goose knows the score

Brainwashed by the movie screens
Bar set by Walt Disney
No telling what true love means
So we search 'til we hurt, coming up empty
Black lit in

poppin' (Facts)
Can't forget show stoppin'
Dope smokin' dope countin' (Oowoo!)
Three clap Surf City gang slidin'
City of the Crips by the beach (Go!)
This

Baby baby, you are all that want (Boy)
(Go) Your presence is a present from the heaven
Baby girl so you should’ve been a gift
Santa Claus must have got

am gone
Show me fires out on the beach
Take me to a boat out on the sea
Before I have to leave
Before I leave
Oooooh you were sitting by the water

Boy I'm 'bout to go ape shit
XTZ off the A-list cause celebrity ain't shit
Once they realize who made this
Fuck that punk ass drug addict rap
I eat

Calis all that thats why im camping
Out here for right now
Because the moneys goodplus i get to kick
It with the boys in the hood
Holly wood remind

Can't Believe It

T-Pain

Promo Only: Urban Radio (August 2008)

She make me feel so good 
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah

I

She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself
Or if was with somebody else
You don't understand she make the
People say yeah yeah

I can put

Girl I'm everything you need
Everything just moved to fast
Let's just relax by the beach
I been pushing on the gas
See three digits for my speed
I was

Girl I've done had it
I know you're the baddest
I'm trying come over but i'm stuck in traffic
When we're making movies girl it's Disney magic
And I'm

Swimm'n and dive'n meantime we wyl'n
Up till the midnight these shows provid'n
Girls they be call'n, voicemails the pile'n
Watch out for Tan cuz that boy be

Met this girl down at the beach
I had to bump up the a/c
(Woah woah woah! Cause she's hot)
I asked her later if she was free
She told me "boy, I'm

ya soul outcha body
Bitch I’m a beast think you tamin somebody
Bitch I’m a beast think you tamin somebody

I’m sand at da beach, you a bucket to me
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