Вершы:
Beach House Better Times

But then you You come around Big mistake I don't want to know I don't want to know We don't need the side To know Better times Running around cause

ain't on my latitude I got plenty cribs, no tellin' where I travel to You think you living good, I got a better view Condo on south beach, Beach Vila

down like the hands on my time ticker, I'm always strapped, Vietnam nigga, We are fine nigga, like Amber Rose, And we ball nigga, like Jalen Rose, You better

up b-tch swallow (we gon' drink the night away, we gon' drink the night away) Ah Mr. Rose Raw 2 piece suit cuff link on the arm Sex on the beach and some

It's Friday night, just got paid freshest cube in a glass of lemonade I was down in Miami, flying back today Call up Nikki, she like to get kinky, have a good time every time

I hear the drums, Ima war chief gimme knife. Got kush fuck the knife just give me light. Spark it up in my grow room, pretty sight. Got a house on the

, double G, I E Iced out lights out, me and Cease a Leo Gettin' head from some chick he know See it's all about the Cheddar, nobody do it better Going

misunderstood Nicolette, LL, on the same track Bring it back, tell me what you, think about that Boys tryin' to holla but I ain't having that You better have game, you better

, nine-deuce, Dr. Dre, dropin' chronic once again It don't stop, punishing punk motherfuckers real quick like Compton style nigga, Doggy Dogg in the motherfuckin' house Long Beach in the motherfuckin' house