Correction Paroles Surf Club par Saint Jhn

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Hey hello, hey hello, hey hello
f*ck you want?
Hey

I'm tryna catch a wave, these bitches know the wave
These trappers see the wave, it's all up in my wave
These niggas in a wave, I'm surfin' in a wave
I'm surfin' in a wave
These bitches know the wave, you trappers know the wave
Real niggas know the wave, you prolly' don't know the wave
I'm Gucci in a wave, I'm Louie in a wave
I'm surfin' on a wave

[Post-Chorus]
Aye, surf's up, nigga
Surf Club, nigga, ya'
Don't touch, nigga

Pull up in the Gucci store
Spendin' like a nigga got money
Tell the guard block off the door
6 months I'm on the Forbes'
Headed downtown with a Boujee
Hoping that the bands go boozie
Pull up in that Dior suit, tell that bitch "Hop out the roof" (juice)
Tell that bitch you in denial, tell a bitch check on the file
Tell that bitch I am the man, I been the man since a child
I know I got it for now, swallow so I know you down
She put it all in her mouth, and still don't know how it's pronounced

Baby you feel like a dime, but is you lit?
Trap don't ever die, now is you ready for me?
Every f*cking time I get it wet, Gods ain't ever lie
Now is you ready for me, yeah

These bitches know the wave, you trappers know the wave
Real niggas know the wave, you prolly' don't know the wave
I'm Gucci in a wave, I'm Louie in a wave
I'm surfin' on a wave

[Post-Chorus]
Aye, surf's up, nigga
Surf Club, nigga, ya
Don't touch, nigga

Bottles on, bottles on, bottles my nigga
She said, "I been trappin' like that shit religious"
I said, "I'm goin' too hard, please forgive"
You know there's no love, 'cause my heart just tuned in December
I need a Porsche, fit at least 10 bitches inside
I need a crib, only lingerie models get invited
I need Megan Good, know she taken, keep it in mind
I won't tell nobody though, keep it so private, aye
You know I got niggas to do it, but I took a different approach
Ten thousand feet in the air but I swear it look different in coach
Good thing you started a wave but my nigga, I live on a boat
I put my finger in the air when they ask me to give 'em a quote

Baby you feel like a dime, but is you lit?
Trap don't ever die, now is you ready for me?
Every f*cking time I get it wet, Gods ain't ever lie
Now is you ready for me, yeah

These bitches know the wave, you trappers know the wave
Real niggas know the wave, you prolly' don't know the wave
I'm Gucci in a wave, I'm Louie in a wave
I'm surfin' on a wave

[Post-Chorus]
Aye, surf's up, nigga
Surf Club, nigga, ya
Don't touch, nigga

If you wanna go get a scooter
Baby this is drugs but it's true love, I shine like a diamond
You don't wanna' find us

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