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from a beach chair, yeah And I the fellin' so relaxed and refreshin' when chillin' A total change from movin' crack off the steps of the building's
a hot stiletto whore Suck my cock tell the law For all you faggots I see Past all your cheap stares Nowadays I see my past from a beach chair I
like the beach, the rain, or snow Mona Lisa smile for me As the sand moves under your feet With the sunset ocean breeze I got you baby Do you wanna hold
of gun fire Will not retire til I'm paid Turn the base up higher When we ride, we fly by Bitches blow me kisses Niggas from Compton to Brooklyn come On get
picture me dying in A blaze of gun fire Will not retire til I'm paid Turn the base up higher When we ride, we fly by Bitches blow me kisses Niggas from
(I would set the world on fire) (I would walk a million miles) (I would die a thousand times) (I would do anything to show I love you) I don't even
(I would set the world on fire) (I would walk a million miles) (I would die a thousand times) (I would do anything to show I love you) I don't even
eminem heard fifty But im from the west coast so i did it all for long beach city yo Rippin em up here we go ever since an embryo Been a killer with
I miss waking up at 6am running down the stairs Hot cocoa and matching clothes with snowflakes in the air I still believe in the ol' Saint Nick Last
And baby you know we so hot Call up the fire department And baby stop acting like something you're not That's toxic and hella retarded Nairobi the city put
of the fights you have won Keeping the past in your pocket's not my kind of fun Eyes on the bathroom floor, a stick in my hand Of the department store, a fire
span hutches and when You wake up you know that I'll be gone Cocoa butter beach blonde wearing that thin thong You know I got a thing for you it's
and they Glisten just like a moonlit stream Other people brushed me off and they tore me down But you built me up you deserve a crown Your cocoa skin, such
5-6-Ace in ya muhfuckin face 5-6 Ace baby been born and raised 5-6 Ace from the beach to Belle Glade No West Palm girls ain't spoiled don't you listen
driver An athlete, a space man, a Super Smash surviver You've got coins like mad, get a bachelor pad Down in Cocoa Beach where the hunnies at Yea, get up,
witcho name on the lease My dawgs vicious leave em on a leash Pie in the window in you want a piece You can get buried like you on a beach Why you being so
who doubted I'm tired, people sleeping on me I've grown cold, I'm fire When they'll recognize that, I don't know First Logic, Macklemore And now Russ
a plumber, a doctor, a race car driver An athlete, a spaceman, a "Super Smash" survivor You've got coins like mad, get a bachelor pad, down in cocoa beach
a plumber, a doctor, a race car driver An athlete, a spaceman, a "Super Smash" survivor You've got coins like mad, get a bachelor pad, down in cocoa beach
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