Lyrics:
I want to play in a Myrtle Beach Club.
I want to stand where the General stood.'
I want to see my name in the marquis lights.
Hear the DJ say he's
the Carolina way
And we all gotta show a lil love to the state
Whether you at Myrtle getting lit on the beach
Or having a whole mosh pit on the Columbia streets
the bodies rocking 2 pieces
In Dirty Myrtle
Get to the beach muthafuckas trynna jock my steeze see my ray bans and my chubbies
Walk up to yo bird yeah she
Rolling weed
On de beach
Myrtle beach
On de weed
On de weed
Myrtle beach
On de beach
Myrtle weed
In the cloud
In the sky
Sun is bright
Feeling high
might regret but
The Sun's Up I'm on my way making Myrtle Beach Memories Today
Remember Dad telling me should have seen Her 63
She was a Beauty
kill the pussy it's murder b Got 35 girls trynna murder me
Swear I love my girl from S-C
She told me meet her at Myrtle Beach
Love it when she call me
Did they ever see?
Walking down the streets to
The sands of Myrtle Beach
But I was walking down to you
It's crowded everywhere
And I'm not knowing
so hard and were playin all night
All those bonfires and beers it was a magical time alright
It's my hometown, its Myrtle Beach baby
Salt in my veins
a long, long way from Myrtle Beach to L.A.
Anything could change her mind
One sunset or one regret
She could turn around, come back, and be mine
Happy
the street
Conch on the beach, dancing feet
Travel the world, let the drums speak
Wrestlers show strength, surfers hit peaks
Merchants selling wares, parties
the can, yeah
Somewhere in Myrtle Beach, I need a bigger mansion
Goin' 3 for 3, got 16 million fans, yeah
They know I ain't dumb, I went in with a plan, yeah
live that skin tight jeans life
You and me driving down an old dirt road 'till we reach
Myrtle Beach
Trade in your skin tight jeans for a bikini, girl
you give is what you get
Uh
Do you feel the vibes you ain't got no job so tonight we getting high
We can drive to Myrtle beach just so we can watch
I spent a lot of time underneath the lights down in San Antone
Yeah, I make good memories just about everywhere I go
Myrtle Beach, South Carolina
Down in Alabama they wear them little cutoffs,
In Georgia it's camo' bikini tops,
South Carolina layin' on the Myrtle Beach,
Panama City drinkin'
By the sweet bay of Dublin, while carelessly strolling
I sat myself down by a green myrtle shade
Reclined on the beach, as the wild waves were
mine
You can have our place, I’ll give ya back the key
Yeah you can keep that Myrtle Beach t-shirt ya got for me
You can have our bar hell you can
Sprinkle my ashes on Myrtle Beach
Sprinkle my ashes on a Georgia peach
Sprinkle my ashes on my best friend Merle
Sprinkle my ashes on my best friend’s girl
at The Point
Made it back to Charlie's house
And smoked another joint
Myrtle Beach ran out of beer
We went up to Cherry Grove
We all got high and lost our
live the life you've never seen
Beach bum Myrtle
Bad bitch got me bagging now
Calabasas baddie wow
She call me her daddy how
Brown eyed girl named Maddie
on a 12-hour bus down to Myrtle Beach
Or walk up to the plate and hear my song
Going, going, back and now it's gone
Looking back man it was fun playing out
Virginia country folks come out to play
Run down to North Carolina make a stop in Greenville
Head on over to Myrtle Beach, House Of Blues y'all know
dreamland
Walter Raleigh and Chris Columbus
Come marching out of the waves
And claim the beach and all concessions
In the name of the suntan slave
I
dreamland
Walter Raleigh and Chris Columbus
Come marching out of the waves
And claim the beach and all concessions
In the name of the suntan slave
I
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