A. Wal Da Producer - All Surf

Yeah yeah yeah
Hey, hey yea
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Bitch I made a wave now they gone all surf
How I get to it, it come natural don't take hard work
Big ass doobie, smokin' stupid fruity taste like Starbursts
Thumbing through it, shit got my thumb green like I do yard work
I had turned that shit to something, now I know y'all hurt
Damn, how I ball like grand slam, bring it home like curfew
Kicking shit like Van Damme, my like picture perfect
Damn Damn
My baby picture perfect
I say move ya damn hand, know I cut it perfect
She know I'm the damn man til they close the curtain
I got drip like Rio Grande, yo ho gone submerge
You can see my damn hands I got it out the dirt
I got dealt a bad hand like fuck this shit it's worthless
I had manifested my damn plans thought it wouldn't work
I had took that shit by my own hand only way it workin'
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Bitch I made a wave now they gone all surf
How I get to it, it come natural don't take hard work
Big ass doobie, smokin' stupid fruity taste like Starbursts
Thumbing through it, shit got my thumb green like I do yard work
I had turned that shit to something, now I know y'all hurt
Damn, how I ball like grand slam, bring it home like curfew
Kicking shit like Van Damme, my like picture perfect
Kicking shit like Bruce (Lee)
What's that in my cup (Drank)
Bitch I'm sippin' duss (Dusse)
Got her wanna ... (Nasty)
She gone break the rules
Naw she gone make them up
Told her I'll make it up
Told her I'll take ha up
Yea she a major key
Nah I can't make this up
Told her to keep the faith
She get a major cut
Told her to take the play
She call like 10 hut
She caught my attention
Now we ball like Pistons
These niggas get pissed off
These niggas get pissed on
Bitch I made a wave now they gone all surf
How I get to it, it come natural don't take hard work
Big ass doobie, smokin' stupid fruity taste like Starbursts
Thumbing through it, shit got my thumb green like I do yard work
I had turned that shit to something, now I know y'all hurt
Damn, how I ball like grand slam, bring it home like curfew
Kicking shit like Van Damme, my like picture perfect

Written by:
Antonio Walker, Decorrian Stokes

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