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bent I crease her
She talk like she a preacher
She think she a teacher
Built like a ho well I beacher
Scamming these chip card readers
Walk in take

Dress to kill by the grim reaper
Alumni snap, fuck Tisa
You niggas all dressed in fuck-season,
I walk thru the sand in these Lebron James South Beachers

She was a hot-headed creature
Oh, a smooth, Venice-beacher
Well she said, nice to meet ya
What she meant is you're mine
Oh lord have mercy
My hands

the beachers
Took my bae to different beaches
Doubted by my different teachers
I know that they mad as hell
Praying that a nigga fail
Thank god that Im doing

practiced a ton
The crowd ballyhooed till the song was done
The beachers shook and the roof flew off the gymnasium
I can kaboom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom,

beacher nigga trying to buy a brick, he met me on curb
The chair I got on real thick, like $7,000
Ride with a bitch in a 06 Chevy Impala

Shit, since we

beacher nigga trying to buy a brick, he met me on curb
The chair I got on real thick, like $7,000
Ride with a bitch in a 06 Chevy Impala

Shit, since we

don't come near me (Don't come near me)
Kinda evil but don't fear me
She said CashOutJony, boy I love you dearly
Ice on my body got me wet like a beacher

Beacher, came up off of them bleachers
Got in good with my teachers and started writing some of that poetry
Backseat of that Honda listening to Heather

stay with a troops
Scorin like Passes, like JD to Deuce, fuckin' yo bitch, and I give her the boot, and I shoot
I told Deon, or Beacher just throw me

from a Ben Hillbilly and a beacher nigga
Freaknik '94, I was only three, my nigga
So you know what the hometown glory mean to me, my nigga
Acid in my

Soft waves are curling, songbirds are calling.
Memories are whirling. Beachers are lolling.
Palm trees are swaying, in the warm breezes.
Islanders