Lyrics:
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
on the beach, get away from the streets
Baby girl, me and you need to rendezvous
Cancun next week, how that sound to you?
I've been meaning to spend a little time
the sand,
She's the hippest surfer girl in the land.
And she's my Honolulu Lulu, She's my Honolulu Lulu.
Queen of the surfer girls!
Well, she handles
Puna boy anthem
Baby this one for my fallen Soldiers
Came from the eight oh eight
Girl I thought I told you
Ooo woo ooo
Its P-U-N-A, when we in CA
If
Let's take the country to the beach boys (ooh ooh ooh)
Trade that red dirt in for sand
Show 'em how we Tennessee boys (ooh ooh ooh)
Catch a John Boy
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
right now,
Yes
See
And i see this people is very very very cold man
The girls them, walla
The girls them, wynah
Rude boys them chilla
Rude boys them
pants when I'm busted by your brother
Gotta get a surfer girl wanna get a surfer girl
Gotta get a surfer girl wanna get a surfer girl
On the sand
Watching those surfers go by
Watching those girls go by
You know once upon a time we were those surfers
You know I think that story's still being
must be something in the water
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
(Undone)
The boys break their necks
Tryin' to creep a little
until the map turns blue
Where they say we talk a little funny
Let's take the country to the beach boys
Trade that red dirt in for sand
Show 'em how
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
you, but you're hanging with that boy again
I'll think about you as I'm lyin' there upon the beach
All my romantic notions dropped securely out of reach
Because we comin down and my
Little boys gone wreck
We comin down, yellow broads we
Puttin hoes in check
[Verse 6: Kay-Luv] 20:55
Yea we goin
Because we comin down and my
Little boys gone wreck
We comin down, yellow broads we
Puttin hoes in check
[Verse 6: Kay-Luv] 20:55
Yea we goin
day
So grab your girl and come out to play
Or drive around in your little deuce coupe
Love California
Just see the palm trees sway
Cos it's always
Then the boys light up, light up, light up
Silently she opens the drawer
Mother's little helper is coming out for more
Strategically positioned
really want is girls, girls, girls, girls)
(All we really want is girls, girls, girls, girls)
I'm lookin for a bad little girl
[Snoop Dogg]
Man it's
smile, I melt inside
Just an ice cube boy with the sun by my side
I'm just a sad boy counting the particles of sand
Hoping a little, cutie girl would come
You're still the
Little boy that you were before
Furthermore, it's worse because you
Feign to be progressive
But when challenged by a woman
You get sexist
Passin around the Cosmo, wearin out the cell phone,
Make it to the beach by ten.
Flip flops and lip gloss, bikini tops and cut offs,
Baby let the games
I'm at the beach and chilling with my bro's
We trynna find some girls we're tired of the hoes
I wanna find bae
Take her on a date
And be the one guy
meltin' away
On this sunny day
When you walk along the beach
See the boys and girls hand in hand
Relax in the midday heat
With an ice cream in your
the pain
Because we comin down and my little boys gone wreck
We comin down, yellow broads we puttin hoes in check
(?) (20:55)
Here we goin and the sweets
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