Lyrics:
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Cocoa Beach sur un arc en ciel
Elle brille le soir, tard
Ouh ouh ouh ouh
She's getting high again
It's a one way through the night
She's going
I want all your sugar, give me that cocoa
Cause I just can't get enough of you, cocoa
Baby, don't go before I get some, give me that sweet brandy
I
school hop
With everybody drinking soda pop
I didn't recognize the girl next door
With beat up sneakers and a pony tail
Beach baby beach baby give
Cocoa butter rubbing up and down and right and left
Up in this muthafucka make her pucker
Take a puff and bake a muffin ain’t no bluffing
Tough
It all began in grammar school
And on the beach
Everybody graduate, there we were
Off we went to junior high, there we were
Everybody graduate
fly-guy
("Bye bye my wife"
On the day that Di died
She left me for a sky-high
Sci-fi fly-guy)
J-Lo's cocoa
Served by a bonobo
Playing her a so-so
Oboe
out your quiver
Let’s grow old and be each other’s caregivers
Let me take it way back to freshman year
Started off high school with a heart full of fear
a today, today mi a cheat.mmhmm
School is out, a party time
Big bumper gal deh shake behind
Gal full di beach, no time fi crime
Cause a pay pretty gal deh
school
Get to the beach or at least in a pool
Time to go to summer school
Remember what is and what is not cool
Time out, for bad behavior
Time off,
this bitch
Cover girl givin' face to the Crip
Somethin' 'bout a nigga on the way to the chips
High off the money and I'm wasted as shit
High off
your riches
From Crenshaw to 125, and Do or Die
Rolling with niggas from Long
Beach to Long Isl'
I hardly smile cause my heart froze
Once I commence my
side to side (D-Block)
(Put 'em up high, dunk ride cause)
New York is back
Let me see your hands, wave 'em side to side (uh, yeah, uh yeah)
Put 'em
high school cutting a fool
Crazy that she never knew she was the truth then
Now she got new friends new house new Benz
New hair who this tell me where
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now
King me like james straight out of high school
To the big games but you
here tryin to get a model out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
bouncing on the high school trampoline,
But they won't let us show it at the beach.
But if you've got a gun, it's legal to display it on your hip.
You
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
crewcut, all-American Male?
Remember dancing at the high school hop
The dress I ruined with the soda pop?
I barely recognized the girl next door
With
I can put it down if you let me
Crystal water beach and the jet skis
Sky high rise in the city
I can let you in if you get me
Eyes on it
I want it
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
In collectin' cream
A made nigga, Picture me dyin' in the blaze
Or gunfire will not retire 'til I'm paid
Turn the bass up high
When we ride, we fly by
Everyone from home says that you're so cool
Come on, everybody to the boarding school
Everyone from town says that you're so cool
Come on, get down
needed we'll survive without it
Came from the sky I'm getting high I'm going back
Cocoa my skin melanin rich you know that I'm black
You know I'm the shit
acting like some V.I.P.'s, that's just how it be
Looking at the ocean smoking tree
High school shit, drinking Truly's on the bay
Rockstar clique, getting
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