Lyrics:
(bricks)
Gettin' rich you won't see the boy complain (nah)
In a high-end Ferrari switchin' lane (skrr, skrr, skrr)
I just flew out the Barbie, what's her
fools
You know me don't play by the rules
And if ur boys wanna chit chat
Ya know that we bring them tools
We broke man up like a kitkat
Did it again put
used to
I'm by these palm trees, I'm barely never home, I'm in my zone
Shit, it's gon' take some gettin' used to, yeah
And I just met a Barbie
Miami beach whip 2 seater this a beamer
Been fucking up arenas tequila shots on the beach with the bitch
Rocks on the drink She a barbie doll wearing pink
Miami beach whip 2 seater this a beamer
Been fucking up arenas tequila shots on the beach with the bitch
Rocks on the drink She a barbie doll wearing pink
(words & music by sid tepper - roy bennett)
I'm a poor hawaiian beach boy
A long way from the beach
'cause someone shoved his face against my hand
I've fallen face first into a painting of hallucinogenic sunset
Vital beach, vital beach, vital beach yeah
Vital beach, vital beach
I'm the boy
A clear sky
I feel free
Feel my hands through the sea
I'm alive feel the breeze
Times likes these
I find my peace
High vibes
By the beach
Dive in
Maybe I could take you on a date by the beach
We could stare at some palm trees
And maybe later when you fall in love with everything
You could call
don't care if her hair's like the ocean
If she smiles like the sun on the sea
Don't be fooled by her sandy complexion
Yeah boy you gotta let that beach be
baby
Mehn this one na gb'ege
Mori'é L'agege
Olosho tún gbé dé
Strategy wo leleyii
The gbedu don start again
The gbedu don start again
All of the barbie
up and go, Jacques Cousteau
Back to Acworth Beach
By afternoon, the kids are running free
Blast the Beach Boys, babe, and dance with me
The hula hoop
Take a ride on my jetski
Cold night on the beach with my becky
You and me
One room we gone fuck and repeat
Gyal yuh pretty and yuh sexy
Dark ting suh
It's so bittersweet now
When you know what you lost
Donnie was the boy you always wanted by your side
Donnie was the boy your girlfriends fell for
the beat
You know, a bloodclaat heat (right)
Let's make love in the summertime, yeah
On the sands, beach sands, make plans
To be in each other's arms,
And all the heat that you deploy (your laughing boy)
The more I take (your laughing boy)
The more I break
Cooking fires on a beach
Smoke finger in
dream yeah
Sat by the beach, tell them pinch me yeah
I'm a beach boy like the sixties
And I got a little beach baby rocking with me yeah
She throw it in
like 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
Ay, rap boy No.1, ya
On my school stars, I walked into the school dressed to kill
I feel good, everyone was surprised by my clothes(Clothes)
Now I
I got loud in jars that'll send you to the stars
Waved with the dargs no Gromit
Man see mars and comets
Floating the boy's so spacious
Ten out of ten
Let me start this verse off by saying Art's gon' get laidoff
As a nurse with a purse, reimburse this verse
Boy you'll make it worse!
Take a Starburst
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'
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
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