Lyrics:
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When I got wiped out by a beach boy
He was surfin' when he hit me but jumped off his board to get me
And he dragged me by the armpit like
lotion
When I got wiped out by a beach boy
He was surfin' when he hit me but jumped off his board to get me
And he dragged me by the armpit like
Yo blud don't get rude
Don't try take me for no boy
Yo blud don't get rude
Don't try take me for no boy
Ey blud don't get rude
Don't try take me for
so blue, it's black too
New growth, new growth
All these fakes I outgrew
Blue bands, blue bands
Get my cash from drive-thru
Boy, you're too flash,
Please observe me if you will
I'm Professor Harold Hill
And I'm here to organize a River City's boys' band
Oh think, my friends, how could any pool
mothers
Sail away boys sail away, to sea
Sail away boys sail away
From your children and your lovers
Sail away boys sail away
With your band of brothers
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when i got wiped out by a beach boy
he was surfin' when he hit me but jumped off his board to get me
and he dragged me by the armpit like
Coming home, i´m on time
Been gone such a long time
Goodbye traveling
So long to the boys in the band
Goodbye traveling
So long to the boys in
glancing when I ride by
Couple hundred bands, man that shit is the target
Pull that thing back and let it fly
Stunting in my Vans and sipping on that
(Now I got these bands by my lone)
(Yeah, Hey)
(Now I got these bands by my lone)
(Yeah)
Hey
Uh, Yeah
Told 'em stop playing with me, uh
Now I got
by apes. (Dayyumm. Dayuu uuu m)
Niggas goin nuts like we ate a cashew. Made plans to make hella make a band moves. Got a bad bitch and she in
And we're the furniture
Let's get out of the city
Let me tell you about a band I loved
When I was a west-side kid, mmm
Turn it up
It's the Beach Boys
I waited by my laptop for the tickets to come on sale
Now it’s 9 months later and the night is finally here
I’m standing in the mosh pit
3rd row
lean till I doze
Niggas go screw you then gone by a blow (Yeah)
I got a cloak, the boy making bands then I'ma go ghost (Yeah)
If you tripping on me I
My baby said she don't want to see my face
She kicked me right on out of her place
Now I'm back with the band and my girl is long gone
She broke
Yeah
I pack my thing I put in work
Two n***** caught lacking two n***** on a shirt
I'm geeked I'm weak I popped that perc
Thirty bands in rubberband
down with my homies
(Woo, woo)
Speaker Knockerz, got the bands by my lonely
(Yeah! Yeah)
I keep the 9, now I'm feelin' like Tony
(Yeah! Yeah)
She on my
Bitch I'm in that stash house
Boy im smelling like gas
We're rolling up pack
You better not act out
Trazy got stacks all the racks out
Yeah I got
the doctor said give him jug band music
It seems to make him feel just fine
I was floatin' in the ocean
Greased with suntan lotion
When I got wiped out by
You Bluffin
Knew from the jump
That he a stupid man
Yea I need some money
I need stupid bands
Yea that boy all in love
Call em cupid man
Yea one shot
Ya ya
Pull up in my band ones with a bad one
Friend acting foul that's and and one
Yeah what
Lil boy you a sad son
Ya ya
Watch ya mouth see him
gon' get bands
Me and my dog fuck these hoes by the ten
It just me and my dog in that mofuckin' Benz
I can't wait for my dog to get out that fuckin'
I danced with Swayze
Every night when I was ten?
And while girls all flocked to boy bands
Jagged Little Pill was my jam
Did you know that
town
But a sad misfortune came o'er me
Which caused me to stray from the land
Far away from my friends and relations
Betrayed by the black velvet band
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