was the very last time that we said goodbye to the beach Showing off, showing off our teeth You're going out in style And I'm getting tired of all your
, make, make me forget the weather If they'll never, never, never wash the sand from my feet It was the very last time that we said goodbye to the beach
Übersetzung: All Time Low. The Beach.
It was the very last time that we said goodbye to the beach Showing off, showing off our teeth You're going out in style And I'm getting tired of all
Clean My Habits Are Good Collectin All The Carrots I Could Slidin From The Stash Box To Conceal Extortion And A Good Silencer To Make It Sound Like The Wheel Of Fortune All
already wear your advance on my neck I'm fresh off the jet, then I breeze to the beaches Blue yankee fitted, G-Unit sneakers I already figured out what to do with all
ya wife keep her at home tonight She might neva come home again nigga, aight! Teeth, neck, wrists all ice my lifes like Ridin' in Ca$hville runnin all
live, party Dig this how we love to party Dance fools all over shakin' they body 70's music to rulin' to this Go from South Beach to San Francisco A
til you hit the spot (woah) [Olivia] I'll take you to the candy shop Boy one taste of what I got I'll have you spending all you got Keep going 'til
body go Oh, oh, oh, oh And every part of me Wants to feel your body Let's take it up all in the sheets Oh, oh, oh Let's keep it on the low Girl, it'
hit the club Rockin' all my chains on All my chains on Rockin' all my chains on I might hit the club Rockin' all my chains on All my chains on Gotem goin
can't cash. One time TS, two times Fat Joe. I remember them boys in Wynnwood hood stack short. I remember them Cash Money Boys in Little Haiti, all
Tennessee But I said no, I got these two snow-bunnies in Venice Beach On the low, son, I sleep with the hawk, in East New York 'Round my man Killa' way where all
kill one man, or kill ten, it's all the same (yes). After all, they can only hang you once. [VERSE 1] Both hands clusty, chillin' wit my man Rusty low
your house in!!! Well the second little piggy, well he was kinda stoked. He spent most of his time just a gangsta smokin. Huffin and a puffin down on Venice Beach
