Lyrics:
in hell
Surf in hell
there's surf in hell
Surf in hell
There's surf hell
Surf in hell!
That's right boys and girls,
Flaming bowls a splendor
Burning
turning their shirts around
This just the surface
Your connection
When the servers down
You searching now
Subjectively this a perfect sound
Not a beach boy
I met up with my friends
They're hanging at the beach again
Getting high on Sunny D
Living in a fantasy
Ugh
Everyone enjoys
Cowabunga girls
my student loans
I’m stepping back & changing my pace
Gonna relaX and just take it slow
Like a surfer girl that lives by the waves
So it’s off
(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
To a world famous surfer by the name of Chuck
They couldn't bear the thought of Chuck six feet down
So they went to retrieve him from the burial mound
They
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
chilling with whores
Me and my camp steady stacking the growth
Promise my fam
My gran
We done living broke
I live by that code
I ain't never gone' fold
I
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
the score
He's straight? no way!
Hangin' around the gay beach all day? !
I've seen that boy around
Bike messenger, works downtown
Helmet on, zoomin' by
Long
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
upper deck arena, by and by
While the boys and girls are dancing, oh dancing
While, while the sweethearts are romancing
Life is like a mardi-gras
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,
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