Lyrics:
stuck by me in the hard old days
He never cared if I had no dough
We rambled 'round in the rain and snow
So here's to you, my ramblin' boy
May all your
'cause I'm chilllin', boy
Whatcha go and get your lawyers for?
I makes my dough in just one show, you know
Your lawyer shoulda let you know, you know
'cause I'm chilllin', boy
Whatcha go and get your lawyers for?
I makes my dough in just one show, you know
Your lawyer shoulda let you know, you know
And through the night
To get where I am
One day I'll have a house
Right down by the beach next to the sand
As a kid the devil gave me a mic
He took me outta
freaks, we must try a threesome
Do it on the beach, in the sand, let me see somethin'
Seashells, on the shore, I'm a beach bum
Finna eat somethin', when
wanting a taste of that life
P-R-E-T-T-Y B-O-Y
Why you runnin' through my mind
Why I want you by my side
You a P-R-E-T-T-Y
That's on God
Why you runnin'
can't even dress
My flow so I'll
Freddy Krueger got sick
Jason voorvees
But I only use sticks
Just the emergency kit
And I'm just rollin on by
Told
a sugar like you, a boy like you
She wants a boy like (me)
You got me going wild (going wild)
You got me hypnotized by your smile
Ooh I like your swagger,
Now if you ask me where I'm from, I'ma tell you I'm from South Carolina, boy
Now who get turnt up as crunk as them South Carolina boys you better be
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
lives for me
Leather jackets and boots and getting by by the beach
She tells me she loves me all the time
Now kick back and just enjoy the ride
Ooh Teddy
could talk a little bit more by then
They could talk okay
And they spent some money
In the arcade at one beach
And at another beach they built a town
Out
feeling nice
Now im tryna catch you rolling by the beach side
We could catch a vibe and baby do it by beach side
Watch the waves wash up under
to feel alright
It's time to do it right, it's time to live your life
Pull up by the beach side when the sun is out
We gon' party like it's 99
Where
money ain't green
No problems got his bitch on the beach
Imma goblin when I'm up in these streets
Fully auto clip hang to my knees
That boy a feline I'm
by the shore in the moonlight.
Beach Baby, Beach Baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun, we'd be out in the sun
gat you by my side
I like you no be lie
All the ladies come around
I wear my coat and tie haircut and dye
Fine boy no be lie
See ladies come around
I
plan on winnin' by chance
I'm putting work in 'til the sky's dark
I'm just here catchin' waves
Like an Aussie on the beach
Fresh talent for the scene
Yes
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z,
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z,
keep it on me
(Call me a Florida boy)
Top down by myself, but I'm never lonely
(Call me a Florida boy)
See I ain't really finna have remorse for ya
a lie
I can never be as tan as the beach boys I see as I drive by
I wanna play a show on Sunset man why do I even try
I know I don't belong here I'll
before,
We could walk by the shore
In the moonlight
Beach baby, beach baby,
There on the sand,
From July to the end of September
Surfin' is fun,
We'd be out
spectacle
Prim and proper with classic poise
But she's got the boys at the plaque to call
Bathing beauty on the beach
See her practically glow
Wearing
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