| Meet seaside, beach vibes
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| Me in the flip flops
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| La Isla, we slide
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| Leave it to me, why?
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| Hips roll slow like the waves on the low tide
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| The shoreline, you’re all mine
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| Uh, nigga, I done gave you the co-sign
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| The pussy so good niggas call it a gold mine
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| The coin shine is something I might like
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| The sea queen gave you an invite
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| Call your travel agent up and tell him to switch flights
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| My little sex face, wanna see what it look like?
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| When you feel the boat rock, boy, better grip tight
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| Seems like we gonna ride out to the moonlight
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| You know we’re gonna…
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| Do you need some love in your lonely world?
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| 'Cause I believe you’ll like it where the moon
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| Twinkles on the watery horizon
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| How do I get you there?
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| So, so ashamed to be lost for the words
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| To let you know that I’m sincere
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| The pleasuries are all on treasure island
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| How do I get you there?
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| Picture me on a jet ski
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| The pick of the litter, bitches really the pet peeves
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| Dive in your denim, wanna swim in your blue jeans
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| Usually in the crib in the west wing, cha-ching
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| Lookin' for a mister with the chip and the big thing
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| You wanna get with it, wanna waters and lake spring
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| Little lady lagoon, nigga drown so deep like he fell in a pool
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| And he ate so good it’s like a fed him in spoons
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| On the coastline nude, got him humming my tunes
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| In pursuit for a puddle of loot
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| The mermaid, got the water for you
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| And the wave so wet that he wanted it too
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| Heard he claim soo-woo but he fell for the blue
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| You know how I do
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| You know how I do
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| Do you need some love in your lonely world?
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| 'Cause I believe you’ll like it where the moon
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| Twinkles on the watery horizon
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| How do I get you there?
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| So, so ashamed to be lost for the words
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| To let you know that I’m sincere
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| The pleasuries are all on treasure island
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| How do I get you there?
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| Ocean hole to float ya boat
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| That’s why all them niggas be on coast patrol
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| Soak and soap, the super soak
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| Boy, you know you’re sinking like a dose of dope
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| Junk in trunk, badonka-donk
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| I’mma back it up like a Tonka truck
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| Pounce and bounce to bounce on dick
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| Bounce on dick
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| Bounce on dick
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| Do you need some love in your lonely world?
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| 'Cause I believe you’ll like it where the moon
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| Twinkles on the watery horizon
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| How do I get there?
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| So so ashamed to be lost for the words
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| To let you know that I’m sincere
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| The pleasuries are all on treasure island
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| How do I get there? |