Lyrics:
mind
Nah
Getting T'd up on Jinro mad at life
No
I wanna make love by a Malibu beach night sky
Drink some Cristal and grab your thigh
Make you beg, I cum
the bankroll)
Baby you wanna live life
Well baby let's take off
(Everywhere)
Let's hit Puerto Rico
(We in the air)
Catching views by the beach though
(Over there)
come to ya
West coast code taught to me by my brotha JVengeance, careful he'll walk up on ya
So I rap about the stuff I don't got
So the day I make it
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, celebrity dreams
She is (90210)
She live her whole life
Your love's an addiction roll up smoke get high with me
You got me in my feelings always gets the best of me
My hearts in a prison open up and let me
guessed it! God done over by customs, the pair of us, didn't we? So there we
are standing there, "Hello hello hello! What you been up to, you naughty boys?"
just like adidas
Hunnit on my jeans and on my tees
Finna be pouring up by the liter
Lil niggas been blowing o's by the p
Top floor we ran up from the g
havin a specific get-together by the beach
Rolling Rock's, plus Peach Schnapps, served on the rocks
The Organisms play the boardwalk, pullin numbers from
to live between the negatives and positives
While trying to make money slanging synonyms and homonyms
I went to pop's house so I can visit moms and them
mira que esta loco,
Yo me lo como como pastelito coco
I get on stupid on a beach, she wowo
I got mamis, mamis by the boatload
Yo tengo la carne, y
He's free as the breeze
He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees
With a trapeze in his
He's free as the breeze
He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees
With a trapeze in his
been told, you live this way you won't grow old
Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit
Bad habits, Bad habits
Everybody has
Black mermaids, big weight, sheesh
Hit a freestyle on her cheek for a fee
And she fuck wit the kid oc, level up
Death got topped on the beach, da kid
how we live
I'm back on my Back on my biz
Beach by the crib
Look what we did
Look what we did
Get rich when your young that's how we live
I'm back
He's free as the breeze
He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees
With a trapeze in his
Money's the American addiction, hold up, I'd rather
Roll up hold me to your lips and open up your mind (Open my mind)
Don't you worry you can hit this,
into the background
And continue to sink through the sidewalk with my head under a bench, to see
who hears me, narrating their lives by the way they hold
To war they loosen up
They live and they're more apt
To let live dig?
We dig
Sinatra: You know, I'd love to visit
Russia, and sometime later, China
Too i
worth out the window
Had to replace it
I rise when the bass hits
Seeking greatness
Tryna get up to the Top Tier from the basement
You want the proper
then
Before friends switched it up on us and drove a wedge in us
Back before my addiction drove you away and straight to him
Everyday I live with regret
She my addiction
No time for pictures
This ain’t fiction
Her love prescription
Her love addicting
Whoa whoa
She my addiction
Her love prescription
Jan and Jane and Polly and me
Took a trip down to the sea
In my mother’s old beat up car
Who knew it would make it far
We put on our suits
Boards
This my life and ima live it like a beach bum
You can catch me in that hammock if you need somn'
Ima surf till me knees numb
Smoke till my trees done
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