Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Basic Beach, artist - Pell.
Date of issue: 05.07.2016
Song language: English
Basic Beach |
I waded in, then started swimming |
Rolling so deep I’m defying limits |
Side eyes from the guys tryna cuff they women |
But I don’t want your girl brother I’m too ambitious |
I could share my towel with ya girl right now |
I got a barracuda that could fit in her Bermuda |
Probably leave her strung out on my young frank Lucas |
But something smells fishy and the waters full of groupers |
They saying you my Pell don’t forget me, get me |
But they never took the time to find a nigga history, is he that bad? |
Nah not really |
I just know my worth, and a shone ain’t worth a penny |
But some be too fine, they make me think twice, like really think twice, |
like they could be mine |
But I’m kidding, there’s too many fish, and I’m tryna go swimming |
Never bring sand to the beach, when you never even seen that shore |
There’s plenty more fish in the sea, so why would I swim with yours |
I tell her what it is, she respect it because it’s me, and I’ma swim in it |
talking ten feet deep |
Ain’t nobody gotta know, we just keep it low-key |
But if they ask if that’s me, I look back like |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
Ma I get it in, but never been a player |
Fisherman Pell so sometimes I just filet em |
Keep em guessing where I’m staying unless they known the kid from day one |
Taking slim bait leaving whales inside the ocean (I'm lying) |
Jameson in my gills got me drunk in love |
But it Only last a minute or until I bust |
16 when my uncle took me fishing, but little did I know id hook the prettiest |
of women (for real) |
Now I’m in my twenties and my lines the cause of interest |
Now I’m tossing shells at my fucking competition |
Saving sand dollars just to throw em at the women |
Definition of a feel good living |
In the waves all night |
I could stay all night |
Just for one my type |
But until I find her I’m a keep swimming |
Never bring sand to the beach, when you never even seen that shore |
There’s plenty more fish in the sea, so why would I swim with yours |
I tell her what it is, she respect it because it’s me, and I’ma swim in it |
talking ten feet deep |
Ain’t nobody gotta know, we just keep it low-key |
But if they ask if that’s me, I look back like |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |