Lyrics:
Oh, whoa
Beach boy in this hoe
Something 'bout riding through the city
Something 'bout being by myself
I should be okay on my own
I just want
Let's watch the waves by the beach
We could hop out the whip
And go sail the seven seas
As long as we got each other, we won't sink
We got a bond so
Yeah, yeahLil jon and east side boyz (that's right bitch)
Suga Free (Suga Free)
Bad Boy Snoop Dogg, Oobie wassup girl
And this nigga right here
amusement parks USA
Hurry, hurry, hurry folks step right up to the beach boy circus.
The best little show in town.
Hurry, hurry, hurry, it's only a dime
amusement parks USA
Hurry, hurry, hurry folks step right up to the beach boy circus.
The best little show in town.
Hurry, hurry, hurry, it's only a dime
of ‘catch’ at morning break
Never gets out of hand!
Chorus Well boys will be boys…..
Instrumental (during which girls and boys
[Originally by Billy Bragg]
Help save the youth of America
Help save them from themselves
Help save the sun-tanned surfer boys
Cuz imma keep it G real
I don't fuck with you cuz you disrespected me you disrespected my hood
By telling me take off my flag
Asking how gangster I
Girl I know you still think about me[00:15.02]Boy you know I still think about you[00:18.01]Might know a little thing about me[00:20.80]Boy you know
females get jealous
Okay smarty, go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by, you wish you could sex her
But you're standin'
Yung Leandoer, Sad Boys
Up in this bitch 'til infinity
'Kay
Salute to the gang, know where we hang
Bitches 'round the yard, they follow me like
females get jealous
Okay smarty, go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by, you wish you could sex her
But you're standin'
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
a happy wedding
And that's the story of a girl and boy in love
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The moon above was yellow
instrumental
why I just felt
Like I couldn't trust that nigga (Ayy)
Met her at the beach
Took her to the Four Seasons fucked her
Then I bought the girl a bag for no
ride a boat like it's a seesaw
Check your bags and your pussy-girl 'fore you depart (ho)
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Dolce & Gabana, spoil him in
(Live a life)
New shit dropping soon:
"Patron and Instrumentals" (Yuh)
Til' then stay tuned, freak
And thanks for the hot chin (Haha)
It's Tre-Boy, my
the north side
Sea shells, and palm trees
I call you, you call me
Talk all night, mob all day
"Girl where you at?" "Boy I'm on my way"
On the beach again
want to fly to Cancun
Cop a spot by the sea
Park my Benz by the beach
Yeah we causing a scene
Get the girl with the D's
Maybe we'll have a fling
But
right back to you
Instrumental break
boy you already no what im all about
when i hit that floor its about to go down
i get right to it
dont waste no
talking and walking just to work you up
She'd die for your love, but your love's only mine, boy
Yo sigo tranquila, like I'm on a beach in Anguilla
just like crack, I whip that on the pot
I moved to the beach and now I'm gettin' paid
Fuckin' on a yellow girl, like lemonade
Weed so strong I know that
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer pinky
(Talk to em)
This purple durag gimme the krillen
Sleek laid down
I get a chance know ima slip in
Boy small body like Piccolo
He don't fit in then get you
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