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Oh-oh woah Oh-oh, woah Beach Boy in this ho Oh my God, Ronny Tell me how many times that they really ever do what they say? Always talking about, oh yeah, back in the day He said, she said, she was coming up Well he said, she said, they ain't done enough And if I had a dime for the times that they lied to my face I would probably have enough to go fill up my bank He said, she said, a whole lot of stuff And I ain't even want to listen no more Can't fuck up my vision no more I'm 20/20, 10 out of 10 on a bad day Sicker then your dog, and I mean it in a bad way My chicken getting long, and I'm getting it the fast way, yeah If you need me, you got to pay me I'm smelling all the flowers, while your picking off the daisies Focused on them bitches, should be focused on your lady This world we live in crazy Lord forbid you had a baby, damn Wait I'm on some other shit Rollin' on my own, smoking strong, like fuck a bitch I do what I want, put you on for the fuck of it SongtexteLouis her cologne, Saint Laurent on my other chick (Oh yeah) I don't like when I say these things to you I don't like when I say these things, they true (Oh yeah) I don't like when I say these things to you I don't like when I say these things, they true Lord, I pray that you keep my big brother safe I need him to show me how to be a beach boy and get all the girls I can't wait for him to come back to the beach Aus Songtexte Mania