Lyrics:
where all my ladies can't get in
And just grab a bottle, some boys and let's take it back to my basement
And get sleazy, sick of all your lines, so
Run up on me - you get shot in your sleep
I just moved a key and brought the coke in by the beach
Archeologist, selling rocks for the cheap
I am not
to the beach on a cool night
We can lay here and watch the skylight
Taking in the world as it goes by
Ooh, what a good day it is
Oh, why can't we just be
She sheds tears for that dope boy
Shit, it is what it is for that dope, boy
Handle minor biz for that dope, boy
But then tell you by the Greyhound
about cash let's go get it
Lil boy um greatest but i still have to prove it
Ward 25 is my hood an i run it
If you're talking about cash let's go get it
never clone
Boy I'm home I left destruction on my path to reach this seat
Man life's a beach you adding sand and im adding bleach
Making sure you sink,
god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Aye
I'm a New England Boy (East Side)
I'm a New England Boy
like some barbies
If you ever feeling down
Don't call me
Living life by the beach
Beach balling
She got an ass like a peach
Baby gorgeous
I drop dick
She
I can keep up with your tempo too
With your dimples, baby dont you ever try to doubt me
All the boys falling on the wayside
They wanna be on my bae
and bread pon di beach side
Straight outta the water like a crocodile
You know mi affi come harda
Boy dem soft like a gizzada
Gun shot beat dem run to dem
All eyes on mee
vim bater no 36 boy
comigo ela gosta
do revés de 96 boy
o meu rap é tipo um sextoy
vibra nas colunas de quem o estiver a ouvir boy
a conversation with my laptop while I'm by myself
So this is gonna be, um how do you call it, a try?
Um, so here we go.
So I'm pretty sure we have a lot
noise)
Yeah! (Where you get that thang, man?) (By my side)
When you do somethin' to somebody, um (By my side)
It ain't just you, it's somebody next
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
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
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
a storm
On a beach in Mexico?
All by myself in the rain
Some people don't mind bein' alone
Did you know that control is a disease?
You say you see it
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
We got da gas by da pound N OVO bullets it come Wid da Drake
I been here beforeee
She wanna go to the beach, wanna go to the lake
Christian Dior
Am
Well, it was a techno D-day out on Omaha beach
I was a reserved D.J. playing Columbian mountain beats
Andres Landero, ay mi sombrero
Hold onto
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
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
café & kunk, café e kunk
eu dou um pega no café e um gole no kunk
Cafeína
Gira gira, bate bate, eu tô voltando da feira
desce para Miami Beach e
"Um, no thanks"
(Wow okay)
She's in the backseat, the way she sees me, forever changed by the way
What's she screaming?
Boys
(Boys)
Boys
(Boys)
Boys
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