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Just da money, da guns, and da drugs
Stick icky by the pound
Yes
Slangin' bullets by the round
Damn
Wait until the next album out
We'll get ya all
guitars a playing, on the beach at Hoonaunau
I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komomai no kaua ika hale welakahao"
It won't be long 'til my ship will be
(Meet me by the ocean)
Yeah, I took my girl to Ocean Beach
I ain't gon' lie though, it was cold for me
She was like, do you feel that ocean breeze?
nights, and ping pong
I love her last long like ER's
All the kings, and the princes, burn sage with the incense
Country boy here riding with the drop top
girlfriends what they want 'cause I'm getting it all
3 long islands and a sex on the beach
I know this shot of jose cuervo gonna be messin
Wit me short
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
wow them boys is,
What it do, homie, callin' this our era
2007, we can print our face on paper
Greenbacks, boy, guaranteed to feel that
By any means,
not feel my body
Boy I'm gone
Sumer time vibes where the bitches at
Summer time vibes where the liquor at
Yo we mobbin' to the fuckin beach
That's
out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty
down the snow-white beach, feel the sand in my toes and the waves on my feet, take me back again... to the island
I close my eyes and slowly drift away,
I'm a 3rd ward nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a 9th ward nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a long beach nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a no limit nigga
Someday you'll tell me "you should just go"
And me and the boys will be singing about you
So while, while we're still young, grow your hair long
to the top
Talking getting topped off with my top back
By a bad bottom bitch
Telling suckas top that
I'm a West Side Long Beach California Native
Fuck what you
walked out to call on the North Wind
And begged to help keep the boy e’er by his side
“With the loon, and the moon, and the stars as my witness
If I were
truth.
Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.
See there! a son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight.
There are black-heads on his
shade
To anyone who can relate
Will i ever make it? idk it's time to rush
It's the last of the album ain't no time for being judged
Pouring out my heart
boy)
When I'm around you my body's hot
Who raised the temperature
Something about you's got that special type of dreamy allure
Yeah
(Wanna wrap my body
be fine
So time apart's not all we need
I could say more but you're not me
She never liked the winter
But in long beach it's not bad
But I cannot
to
They didn’t getting it, yeah, our style’s too niche
They’ve never been to ‘straya eating shapes on a beach
So even though we were divided by an ocean
Ay yo, this that shit you bob your head to
This that brand new instrumental
I heard he put his city on
That boy Kells so influential
Success got
Lc sunset backdrop glows
c River runs wilder as it... goes
Lc beach a wedding chapel
Long long way from the room and the rabble
She loves his
So here it is
It's uh finally happening
I am extremely thankful
And Blessed to be
In this position to release an Album
I have a lot of people
home
My 45 pistol chrome bust a nigga shit, bust a dome
Yo' bread is midget and dwarf, like a hobbit
My yaper is long and lanky like Predrag Stojakovic
There once was a ship that put to sea
And the name of the ship was the Billy o' Tea
The winds blew hard, her bow dipped down
Blow, my bully boys
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