Lyrics:
And the boys from the casino dance
With their shirts open like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score
And Sandy,
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
I'm going mad- call it road rage
No Games, No Games
The time to adapt to this new phase,
This new album gonna cause flames
Can't take the heat? Get out
anybody K, California all day
Yessir, on the curb, Mossberg by the band
Little homies on the roof with the blam-blam-blam
Long Beach, popping pill on 'em
My Playground tony Touch
(Ft gloria Velez, Nicky Jam y Soni)
The Reggaetony Album
Nicky Jam! Pina Records!
El controversial de los rapeadores
Nicky
and a beach so I can really live it up
See, that's the life baby, you got to understand its life baby
I'm never gonna give it up, fuck that
I made a mil', but
Eagle side, homie coming up
I was young and I didn't give a fuck
Long Beach nigga, a fiend for the bucks
Lean in my chucks, banger, I'm tough, yeah
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
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
to Vera
The Vera ingenuity the Vera brainpower
Walking on the front beach sucking on her thumb
What does that tell you when you pretend to be a Christian
people like you
Full of calm full of Truthly blue
Oh my beach boy you look good
By the way if you want
We can go surf all day long
Oh my beach boy
I love
suddenly it's not mine
It's hard to give you what I never had
Boy does it fly
Barely keeping it together like a twist tie
Keeping up the talk
Cut you off
Touchdown
Hop in that coupe by the beach, yeah
Sundown
Shawty, she coming with me, yeah
Roll down the windows, she feelin' the breeze
Only got real
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,
The cargo ship enters the harbour
In his spare time the captain paints vaginas
His boys can move girls
Furniture, white goods, chemicals
Homes for
It go Murda on the beats, boy
It go Murda on the beats, boy
Yeah it's murder on these streets, boy
Murdered the pussy, I'm a beast boy
And you
Man I woke up again
I was gone off the brick
I was stuck in the sand
At the beach
Hub model with me
She stay gettin' tan
She fallin' asleep
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 the beach
She fuck with the beach
life
I want you by my side for life
We makin' love on the beach in the nighttime
Fuck it up, baby do it to me all the time
We makin' love on the beach in
The sun's blazing down sand in every crack
Got a cooler full of brews and a bottle of Jack
No stress in sight just living carefree
With my boys by my
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
album
Sike I'm playing
But really what would I be without em
They the future of this earth when I'm not around
I'm thugging by my lonely I ain't hanging
on her to some C5, cut on Funeral and she die
Your change ain't long enough, yo' peeps ain't strong enough
Yo' beach ain't warm enough
You ain't been in
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