Surfs Up

Surf's up (uh), here come The Beach Boys (yeah)
Bitch, I'm Tarzan, swingin' from the trees, boy (brr, ayy, ayy)
Gotta get bands, just so I can eat more (cake)
And you a wipeout, see you on the seashore
Surf's up, here come The Beach Boys (ah, yeah)
Surf's up, see you on the seashore (brr, ayy, ayy)

Wa-watch me rock, watch me rock, watch me rock out (rock out)
Don't give a fuck if the sun up or the sun down (sun down)
We goin' up, like I don't know how come down (yeah, run, run)
I'm in a bus, speed it up until I come down (bitch, bitch, okay)
She got the boobs out, I'd rather surf (surf, blah)
I don't even know how but I'ma make it work (what the fuck?)

I'm feelin' ru-rushed now, I need a bust down (need a bust, bust)
All my niggas waitin' on me, I can't run around (run around)
All-all these honkies hatin' on me 'cause they skin ain't brown (fuck 'em)
They can't do shit, we gon' have to hunt 'em down (bow, bow)
I'm-I'ma make you howl like I got a pound (brr)
Sorta make you swim, 'fore we make you drown

Surf's up, here come The Beach Boys (yeah)
Bitch, I'm Tarzan, swingin' from the trees, boy (brr, ayy, ayy)
Gotta get bands (bands), just so I can eat more (cake)
And you a wipeout (wipeout, wipeout), see you on the seashore
Surf's up, here come The Beach Boys (yeah)
Surf's up, see you on the seashore (brr, ayy, ayy)

Surf's up (uh), here come The Beach Boys (yeah)
Bitch, I'm Tarzan, swingin' from the trees, boy (brr, ayy, ayy)
Gotta get bands, just so I can eat more (cake)
And you a wipeout (wipeout, wipeout), see you on the seashore
Surf's up, here come The Beach Boys (yeah)
Surf's up, see you on the seashore (brr, ayy, ayy)



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Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, Tobias Wincorn, Malachi Pate
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