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no shoe's, no shirt, just nude in the sun
feelin on ya butt, feels like a burger bun
10 in the face and 10 in the
waist
and 10 when i get just a lil taste
u ready to get ya head sprung
have u yell, at the top of ya lungs
off the rock and strait to the room
we gonna start to smoke it up
dance, then thro are hands up
the liquir is
constantly flowin
and the moon light on the sand is glowin
now we gettin ready
time to move back to our room
clime
up
dem lay on the roof
nude in the light of the moon
lookin at the beutiful view of the ocean and the sky
thinkin
bout tomorrow and how we gotta fly
as we go back to our lives in philly
cant stay forever, damn its a pitty
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