Lyrics:
Listening to Britney
Her new album
Back to the Noughties
I went from 8 to 18
Everything from a nightmare
To Beyonce sweet dreams
Moved from Brisbane
Gaithersburg, right in Old Town, the shit was insane
I'll never forget it, and that's where I met my boy Lenny, Big Lenbo, wassup!
That's right man, we just
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Strip
Run it down the line, Sunset and Vine
Blow a half a zip by the Hollywood sign
Scotty once said "It gets better with time"
Eastside Long Beach but
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
Well it was a techno D-day out on Omaha beach
I was a reserve D.J. playing Colombian mountain beats
Andres Landero, ay mi sombrero
Hold onto
Reporting live from Hawaii with my girl
I brought sand to the beach
Working on vacay in the booth, sand on my feet
I'm from the ground up like
there by the name of William Brown.
I served my master faithfully for seven long years or more
Till I shipped aboard The Ocean Queen belonging to Tramore.
on the sand, come on let's party
By the seaside, come on let's party
It's on the beach, come let's party
We Dancing freestyle
Come on let's party
Relaxing by
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
a single solitary one
It's only a dream
A dream
When I dream I'm not lonely
I'm sorry
How long does forgiveness take
I hated him to death
I go to sleep
And I
Cannabis
Rap ist mein Leben, weil er viel wert ist
Cooler Rap mit Eis serviert wird
Und heiß begehrt ist, ha
Wir gehen weiter und poppern auf den
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
and bread pon di beach side
Straight outta the water like a crocodile
You know mi affi come harda
Boy dem soft like a gizzada
Gun shot beat dem run to dem
guitars a playing, on the beach at Hoonaunau
I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komomai no kaua ika hale welakahao"
It won't be long 'til my ship will be
guitars a playing, on the beach at Hoonaunau
I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komomai no kaua ika hale welakahao"
It won't be long 'til my ship will be
She said she miss every night on the beach where we kissed
But she forgot them long nights where we had arguments
I promise you could be my everything
Bitch)
Big Nate, Long Beach, won't keep, lil' jon, tight beats, so come on let's ride!
What's up with these tryin' to play a nigga
Go to court these
RECONNAISSANTE
This ain't no dream
This is me, this is who I am
This is everything bacchanalian Scandinavian by way of America America America America America
WAITIN SO LONG
(CHORUS 2x)
I'm HOT NIGGA ITS MY TURN I wouldn't TOUCH ME 'cause MY HAND
MY BURN,I'm COLD you ALREADY KNOW you CAN GO BY WAT you HEARD
like some gold from the 49ers
Drove like hell out of school it was Friday
Bikini girls on the beach they catchin Sunrays
Light em up and let 'em stack up
And follow your dreams
Ya
Boy I know it’s taking long time
For that grind to unfold
But keep pushin
Pushin pushin
Just keep pushing
Pushin
Else’s f hat and try to walk in
Their sh for a little while
So I made sure this album, Joanne
That I didn’t just honor
The more personal sentiments
I made
by the dozen
We'll be wearing out holiday records
All the Beach Boys songs and Bruce Springsteen's
We'll be belting out Mariah Carey
Singing perfect
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