Tekster:
Beach Boys That S Not Me

Asher I had to prove that I could make it alone But that's not me I wanted to show how independent I'd grown now But that's not me I could try to

I had to prove that I could make it alone But that's not me I wanted to show how independent I'd grown now But that's not me I could try to be big in

I had to prove that I could make it alone But that's not me I wanted to show how independent I'd grown now But that's not me I could try to be big in

Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it 'Cause I gotta feeling, woohoo, that tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That

This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow And uhhh My real friends never hearin' from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me That's

mouth Wild? Hardly, a man's man who would?a knew The beach houses and wild parties Jezebel's and Stella McCartney's For years all that, how can I not

just pretend to be something That your not and that's not good my friend On a personal, I ain't even feelin you cats Don't even acknowledge the fact that

, yeah, that's right Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right

nigga fucking bitches how bout that Won't you buy me a drink (bitch hell naw) Let me hit yo dank? (bitch hell naw) Won't you take me to yo crib (bitch