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We've found 18 lyrics, 1 artist, and 1 album matching speedboat by the torquays:

Artists:

The Torquays


Albums:

A Date with the Torquays (The Torquays)


Mad John came down from Birmingham very hastily
And from Borstal he had ran
He made it down to Torquay
Good boy Mad John

Mad John holed up
In
Cheating customs in a speedboat. 

When they come in from far away
Oh they never can stay. 
They fly away to other skies
With the sun in their eyes.
Clear out the spiderwebs
In your mind
When a hint of violence
Makes you cry
Get on my speedboat
The water's fine
The ocean calms you down
she's number four
There's number three just by the door
Those in the know, don't even flatter her, they go one better
She was selling speedboats in
"She`s number four"
"There`s number three just by the door"
Those in the know, don`t even flatter her,
They go one better
"She was selling speedboats
number four"
"There's number three just by the door"
Those in the know, don't even flatter her, they go one better
"She was selling speedboats in a trade
she's number four
There's number three just by the door
Those in the know, don't even flatter her, they go one better
She was selling speedboats in
By 18 the hard way
Now have a humble nigga thinkin' 'bout gun play
Now who the fuck want to play with guns
A lotta hoes a lotta blood dog
That shit
Sold dope by any means all day

Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever
the boy on the beach with the guitar,
All sharks' Beretta's:
Click-click, click-click, click-click, click!
We're the band on the stage at the wedding
By
Sold dope by any means all day

Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever
By 18 the hard way
Now have a humble nigga thinkin' 'bout gun play
Now who the fuck want to play with guns
A lotta hoes a lotta blood dog
That shit
dick down

They can tell a true playa by the clothes that I wear
Game that I spit and the length of my hair
The more I come, the more I cum, get it?
What
and turfin'
Speedboat racin, jet skiing and golfin
Crazy color Jordans, same color the ballin
Bitch I bet up on it, I'm rich my dear regardless
Shrimp
By 18 the hard way
Now have a humble nigga thinkin' 'bout gun play
Now who the fuck want to play with guns
A lotta hoes a lotta blood dog
That shit
By 18 the hard way
Now have a humble nigga thinkin' 'bout gun play
Now who the fuck want to play with guns
A lotta hoes a lotta blood dog
That shit
dick down

They can tell a true playa by the clothes that I wear
Game that I spit and the length of my hair
The more I come, the more I cum, get it?
What
I tell your bitch, "Grab my dick! Ha! Now masturbate it!"
Don't catch feelings man 
How she not feelin' Cam?
And look her by the waist feelin' like