Tommy Cash — Surf

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[Intro]
Yeah, ah
Ah, yeah!

[Hook]
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

[Verse 1]
You’re a game, can’t st-stop playin’ you
You’re in my menu, my bad tattoo
Mami’s punani is working voodoo
If you’d be a drug, couldn’t stop trippin’ you
On my junky moods, you’re known in my hood
I could go straight for a week without food
You’re 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
Yeah!

[Hook]
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

[Verse 2]
Yeah!
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
You’re so pretty, me so ugly
I’m so fat, you have a perfect body
Would you want a little money?
Take all I have

[Hook]
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