on da beach

mama say im crazy An,why "im living like a rockstar all she kno is she dont wanna see me in a copcar "Reddots,im hope when i die its in a shootout or a headshot oh u want some beef i got that stew i made a fresh pot hata see u livin life they wanna take it late 2 my funeral i bet they pissed off i never made it when im talk im talking numbers like tha matrix i hop out on tha beach peanut butter seat in a pineapple jeep i just need a show an a load every week ima sell both in tha stores an tha steets An i dont want his fingers i want tha toes on his feet she aint know that i was this cold on tha beat thought i was jokin when i told her diz me was tha bang not tha thunder knocked tha snow off tha reef 4z bows pokin like tha sole on tha kleats screens 5th candy grill an hoe on da beak