Tommy Cash - Surf

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Yeaaaaaa
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf
You’re a game I can’t stop playing you
You in my menu, my bad tattoo
Mami’s punani is working voodoo
If you’d be a drug I couldn’t stop tripping you
On my junky moods, you’re known in my hood
I could go straight for a week without food
You are the acne on my face
With me take you to every place
I’ll be solo you’re my bass
Let’s make a band, sit on my face
Somewhere between good and bad
Somewhere between too much and never had
Somewhere between rock and rap
Somewhere between nature and lab
Yeaaaaaaa
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf
Yeaaaaaaa
Baby could you
Play with me, play with me
Do you have the matches?
Gasoline, gasoline
I wanna leave marks
On your knees, on your knees
You make it so hard
Just can’t be, just can’t be
But you never tried
Drugs like me, drugs like me
And you never cried
For guys like me guys like me
But you so pretty, me so ugly
I’m so fat, you have a perfect body
What you want a little money
Take all I have
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf on her underwear
Surf