Sandals On Da Beach

Lyrics

(Intro) Yeah bitch you see me! You know how the fuck I be doin' How the fuck I be grooving Locklear, locklear, locklear! Yeah New Westside Florida shit baby You know hand me my phone and I'll pour me more You know how we rollin' scrow (Chorus) Pull up in the ghetty and stop at the suites Keep a 19 on me every day of the week New block, old gwap, you can smell it on the street Fresh clothes, new hoes, sandals on the beach Pull up in the ghetty and stop at the suites Keep a 19 with me every day of thе week New block, old gwap, you can smell it on the street Frеsh clothes, new hoes, sandals on the beach (Verse) Welcome down to Florida where we really tote motors Knock ya head off ya shoulder show you who a true soldier One-double-oh daily let me grab a Kombucha Two fast for these suckers, can't catch up on me losing Death as you will, sit back take notes Since a jit off the post I been running off the stove Hell yeah, I still post, hoe hand me a six While I relax in the mix and flip me some tricks I am pimpin to the bone Really hard on a hoe, pimp game in stone Shit cold dog, but so is the world Imma make money off this music ain't for me girl (Chorus) Pull up in the ghetty and stop at the suites Keep a 19 on me every day of the week New block, old gwap, you can smell it on the street Fresh clothes, new hoes, sandals on the beach Pull up in the ghetty and stop at the suites Keep a 19 with me every day of the week New block, old gwap, you can smell it on the street Fresh clothes, new hoes, sandals on the beach