Lyrics:
to parties to party with nice girls
You young boys gotta chill
Thirty's the new twenty, nigga
I'm so hot still
I used to let my pants sag, not givin'
to parties to party with nice girls
You young boys gotta chill
Thirty's the new twenty, nigga
I'm so hot still
I used to let my pants sag, not givin'
Passin around the Cosmo, wearin out the cell phone,
Make it to the beach by ten.
Flip flops and lip gloss, bikini tops and cut offs,
Baby let the games
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
got a thick mistress
But I got a skinny girl
And I'm not that other boy
I can't just be with any girl
Even mommy know I'm the boy
I took myself
She's two or three
Oldest daughter singing Taylor Swift up
In the booster seat
Used to lay up on the beach
All day get my chest tan
Get sunburnt like
Your whole troop is goofy, no Disney
My denim is Ksuby from city
I'm a ho to these hoes, man they dig me
I'm a ho to these hoes, man they dig me
I done
(Hurry up)
(Someone say, white girl wasted)
(White girl wasted)
(Yo, I fucking hate y'all)
(Bitch, gimme in there)
(Hello guys, it's me)
(The most
the girl next door
With the beat up sneakers and a ponytail
Beach baby, beach baby,
Give me your hand,
Give me somethin' that I can remember
Just like
Department store in Moscow
Starts selling bikinis, we've got
A fighting chance
Because that means the girls are
Interested in being girls
And the boys are
the world
Fly you to Barbados just to sit upon me cock
Undress by the beach pon the sand we ah fuck
Return the favour cause your treasure me ah soak
Oh yoo
Chorus
Who's that boy, who's that boy, who's that boy, who's that boy?
I need you, I need you, I need you, tell me who
Who's that girl, who's that
females get jealous
Okay smartie, go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by, you wish you could sex her
But you're
damn
Roll out, with the windows down
Sunset
By the beach
With my ten toes down
Like damn
Real talk
Watch the sun go down
Watch the freaks come up
As I
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
you look in that swimsuit, magazine model no issue
You call your girls for my mans woah, sex on the beach in the sand woah
You just the baddest lil
body
I fuck wit good girls that like to be naughty
You took a shot fucking wit me so shawty
Pour up another cuz I don't feel shit
I ain't no boy, I'm
it
If I let you spend the night it's Cus I fuck witchu
Midnight at the beach I'm tryna vibe witchu
FaceTime late night I'm tryna talk to you
If I
know where to find me
By the North of the Coast, where you know I do the most
Baby cheki niko Town... so lazima come around
I'm on the beach sunset-ah
know that I want you, girl
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
around me
I drop the top and dropped the keys
Hop in that coupe by the beach
I don't need keys for the ride
She said she lovin' the vibe
I got my girl
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,
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
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