tide She stopped and turned and looked at me Lord, tears in her eyes It's only a dead bird And its soul has gone to the sky, yeah, yeah Don't you know
double E N S And when you spot us, play low-key Dunn these niggaz is actresses And they tryin' to play the man's role Can't they see us wildin' on the video? Don't
to ride Roll down the window, put down the top Crank up the Beach Boys, baby Don't let the music stop We're gonna ride it till we just can't ride it
some yams, my partna Scott chillin at the mutha fuckin crib, I just dumped out a whole bunch of fry deals, I'm just kinda fried I don't know why , I just
Aw man Put that ol' dumb horn down Hey, Jazzy Jazzy Show this boy what some real music 'posed to sound like He-he-ha 1-2-3-4 Don't stop the rock Now
flow so loco On a dirty south track from the N.Y. though I be on it, I be on it, y'all cats don't really want it Y'all don't want it, y'all just fronting
track, off the track) World wide baby, we will never, never ever never stop, never stop Never, never ever stop, never ever ever never never ever stop
building Don't start none, it won't be none Don't start none, it won't be none Don't start none, it won't be none Don't start none, it won't be none
I'm takin' your ass in a rented van to Venice Beach In a cardboard box Beatin' down your knees with a bag of Master locks Police can't hear you with
in Myrtle Beach Dance to the music Twistin' to the beat Shimmy, shimmy, shake it Shimmy, shakin' coco pop An' turn me on, baby And don't stop You make
those Who stays on they toes Don't you ever stop Always keep it hot Good things come to those Who stays on they toes Don't you ever stop Always keep
is rub my back Rub my back, rub my back, rub my back Ohh Don't trip I know you like the rocks Wanna dip 'round the corner in the drop Music bumpin' you
these hot boys, let me get the Visa So I can Discover your MasterCard Let's cruise the beach and then park the yacht at the dock at the beaches Don't stop
, let me get the visa So I can discover your mastercard Let's cruise the beach and then park the yacht At the dock at the beaches Don't stop, got nothin
these hot boys, let me get the Visa So I can Discover your MasterCard Let's cruise the beaches and then park the yacht At the dock at the beaches Don't stop
and some yams my partna Scott chillin at the mutha fuckin crib I just dumped out a whole bunch of fry deals I'm just kinda fried, I don't know why I
Yeah yeah I know, I'm familiar with the interview shit I know what you gon' ask I got you, don't even stress it No I don't respond with answers that
south beach Florida Yea I do everything drastic And I don't settle for nothin but fantastic Pop pop on an X Y axis Me and my click say lit like matches I don't