Lyrics:
to the beach, oh yeah
Girl, don't you hate to leave
It's been one hell of a week
It was a vow, to you do I, "I do"
Babe, can you believe?
It was brand
You know he 'bout to show out there
Rol' on my arm
Russ on a farm
Piston, new guard
They put the boy on the Jumbotron
Just to pump up the crowd
shit it doesn't do any good what you die from
My boy was just like me
He's a rabbit
Suicidal
Grabbin on to that weight
Lucky paw
Shut the fuck up
Shaking
Ah, ah, ah, ah,ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah,ah, ah, ah
Do you remember back in old LA?
When everybody drove a Chevrolet?
Whatever happened
to the top
Talking getting topped off with my top back
By a bad bottom bitch
Telling suckas top that
I'm a West Side Long Beach California Native
Fuck what you
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you're from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way
it right
Or you'll be 6 feet deep by the end of my crime
Wanna be an enemy
You can meet my 9
For all these pussy boys
I don't go no time
Mix all
(Still breaking boys off, boys off, still breaking boys off)
And when I do it I'ma do it like a boss (still breaking boys off)
H-O to the U-S, T-O
Do you remember back in old L.A. (Wo-oh-oh)
When everybody drove a Chevrolet (Wo-oh-oh)
Whatever happened to the boy next door,
Suntanned,
out
Before life slips by and leaves you behind yeah
And I think you should leave the house
And get lost on the beach somewhere with a good vibe
You only
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
alone
You do not live what you talk in yo songs
You have not been to the trap or a zone
I had the coke slappin to the white boys
When they need
wanna think
Or do anything
On a Beach Please
Laying in the sun
Soaking up some rum
Can't be the only one
Who needs beach please
Sometimes you just
your booty that smell lookin' boy,
Do you run with the ky jelly lookin' boy,
Getchya Ricky! Morris Chestnut shot in ya back lookin' boy,
Valtrex brand
shawty
Pour up another cuz I don't feel shit
I ain't no boy, I'm the man, I don't quit
Dinner wit you, Santa Monica beach
Wondering how you fit that in yo
just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I state
"You know what you do
an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say
finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top gone nigga
Dissin' my crew you catch hot ones
I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot guns
I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin
[Verse 20: Slim Thug]
Its one blood if you blood or cuz
From that number one thug, its still one love
I rep my blue boy team but I do it for green
I do it
we were separated, I'd write you a hundred love letters
I know you down like four flats, my boys say you got me trapped
But it ain't nothing like that,
Ah, ah, ah, ah,ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah,ah, ah, ah
Do you remember back in old LA?
When everybody drove a chevrolet?
Whatever happened to the boy
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
I spit is prolific
I live my life by these codes, follow streets like religion
This that cook up four
Hustle hard you got you're reasons that you cook
we roll
You already know how we go free Gater and C4
Free my daddy i swear to God when
You come home i be stacking
Million dollar dreams Do my
Million
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