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In Hillwood

South Park Mexican

The Last Chair Violinist

2008

You see I smash on you pussies and creep with the thugs
I got a T-shirt that say "Weed is not drugs"
I got a tight spot that sits by the sea
Three

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'

And I began writing probably the most joy filled song on this album
Which was sunset by the beach
And I just started feeling so good
I was radiating

My place at the beach
The one you love
Sailboat on the sea
The one I bought
To be close to you
The one you love
And you love me too

So I bought

Your beauty so fine, yeah, your skin be so soft, yeah, I just wanna touch you, yeah, I wanna go down there
These boys be hating on me, I don't give

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,

and the door still locked
I don't knock, but the Hit-Boy beats do
Welcome to the Surf Club and we brought the beach too
Westside connected, Ice Cube, Dub C

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

boys
Somethings will follow me to the death here
In another life i'll talk outside the grave, dear
Sometimes by best was just accident
And that's okay

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

Beach Baby

The First Class

Anthology: Measure for Measure

2003

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

a beach
Bet ya granny a freak
Bet ya sister on the corner giving pussy to creeps
Disrespectful muthafucka spill blood on the beat
Grab it by the fucking

little thots
People who hate me get hit by a rock
All my haters see me at the top
Your girl just gave me... top
Last time you dropped an album, it flopped

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

that I'd get it
Crushing weed on the table
While I sip on this twisted
Tea
I've been getting fucked up
Since the boy was 16
Looking at you
Ever since

another mug up to the top and keep em comin',
Hummin' new melodies from the album forthcoming,
Inspired by science, faith and self-reliance,
See the horizon

sitting by the beach, bietch!

to find the reason
I keeping receiving this treatment
Of treason
That form my heart
Into the coldest season
I'm tired of seething and silence
Boy you gon'

Imagine the scenes 
c young black boy with a dream 
cnd he's just trying to achieve 
He don't know how but he's working it out 
Cause it's keeping

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

我正听着Lana
And think about life
思索着生活
Dedicate this song to Lana
此曲致给Lana
She was the one through my head
她是我唯一所念
Not that boy
非此男孩
Nor that man
非彼男士
She’s