Lyrics Sand to the Beach - Black Rob

Sand to the Beach - Black Rob
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Date of issue: 21.07.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Sand to the Beach

Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Everybody know that I get money
Never kiss me with no.
honey
I wonât stop beat but my team cross gun it
Holler at dollar is holler at money
Come on Sunny you brought your girl
Walk into the club look dummy
Everybody.
at you look funny
Checking out shorty with an ice on her tummy
My shit bring⦠she got a whole ⦠I donât see how
Duch bring wife with a rule tonight
This boy is lied down is eh doing this right
Big talks bottles attract top models
Never bring your chick to the club.
model
I donât need wify at the crib I got her
All up in the VIP like I just hit the lottoDonât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Best thing that I have this trip plan for weeks
Fresh â¦.come out at night and I am a freak
My whole feet trying to move the â¦first seat
My honey is.
the position is not fun
Got a new bubby in the house we got one
Chicks so â they want me to bring sweet
I beat the regime I leave them with a recipe
My relationships has been as sweet
All are cheating so therefore I cheat
Black chicks white chicks.
I donât know how many chicks will follow
I used to.
my boy .i donât bring sand to the beach
My mottoDonât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Have it low when you.
Your wife wonât be.
Got off to the sunset
All I am trying to say is leave bubby at home
Donât tell her where are you going
Turn off your phone glad six feet doctors wonât check up
.
have a good time get of my blessing
Is not fare.
breathing with no air
They want to kick it too even if they donât see it through
Ask them something they look at you like itâs three of you
You look like what you want me to do
Bringing up the names all a hundred in a random
Itâs all a game I donât bring sand to the beach
And chicks feel the same I know the shit
But I ainât saying no names with you busy at the bar making it rainDonât bring
sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach
Donât bring sand to the beach

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Artist lyrics: Black Rob