Lyrics:
Ballz part two huh?
Peep game broadcasting
Provided by mother fucking emina huh?
[Daz Dillinger] (in background)
Enema!!!
[W Ballz D.J.]
sums it up
While I stay with devotion
Living it up got my feet in the sand while I'm chilling beach side by the four links
Diamond Lls they shine when
daytime cool
Ocean Malibu
Backwoods filled with straight medical
I Just Wanna feel the sea breeze
Resort me please
Beach-side models by threes
I Just Wanna
cheerful.
a cool sea
a clean feeling
hands on me baby
so cool and ice
beach by me
I love beach by me baby
I love you.
Look at me. Look at me
Swaer with me
give it to me
(C'mon baby, maybe we can go to the beach)
Whateva you Do (You know like)
You make me want to touch myself (Just play in the water
for no hitter
It be some rules to this pimpin
Im just livin im just living
Bitch im cool cool cool cool
By the pool full of fuel
Good gas on me
They
they heard them boys was killin yall
Free Money Moe
Heed home
The L's is still involved
Real Beach boy
Might pull up on your block
Got the doors off
Say you got the fire?
Got the water for your fire!
Think your temp too high up!
Got the water for your fire!
I think you need to cool off!
Got
to feel alright
It's time to do it right, it's time to live your life
Pull up by the beach side when the sun is out
We gon' party like it's 99
Where
better than them!
I left them weak and begging for more,
"Prince, get of ma leg, god damn it boy, somebody get a bucket of water to throw on this putz,
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
The water flow in slow motion
I got a beach chair
I see the blonde hair
Pick up my feet there
I feel the cool air
The breeze is nice now
I'll tell you
waves - the ocean's band
My skin kissed by a golden tan, my favorite song brings me to Zen
The beach awaits me with its white sand, the splashing waves -
posthumously hired by Hugo Chavez to alter ballots
And the theory holds water if you don’t overthink it
But the water is the Kool-Aid so don’t ever drink it
don't whip water
Paid
Make em wonder how ya boy do it
I aint even gotta make music
She just want the d***
N some cool whip
Boy don't make me
take a b****
before,
We could walk by the shore
In the moonlight
Beach baby, beach baby,
There on the sand,
From July to the end of September
Surfin' is fun,
We'd be out
to the beach)
Whateva you do (You know like)
You make me want to touch myself (Just play in the water)
Whenever I'm with you, cus you got it
And I'm gonna
could be quenched quickly by the man from Galilee
For the water flows eternal from the well that never dries
For it flows right out of Heaven where
water yea
Better be cool, be water yea
My drip, my jewels be water yea
Whatever you do be water (WATAA)
She gimme head like Kaboochi
Let my hair dine I'm
Get your shit in order we got all the water and you better pay your water bill
For that water
Get money fuck hoes in that order
Old blue cheese in my
Started with a glance
Didn't know her when she caught my eye
Tried to play it cool
But I couldn't get her off my mind
Staying on the coast with some
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