Ben Friedman - Morada Bay lyrics

[Verse 1: Ben Friedman] Sing my lyrics girl say my name to me Tell me you don't even want it talk game to me Thats your man? I don't see it he's a lame to me Me and you should be United its plane to see 11:11 I'm wishing of you I'll even fight for you like I play for the sioux I'm tryna love you like these girls love the crew Ballin before now I'm John Wallin... dude! Playing Blackjack watching Jack Black Sitting with this girl and my hat's back Getting hot about to blow when the Bunsen burn Tatted in her mind but you fade like a sunburn You can fit one in the coupe and I'm sure that its all fun But there's 5 10's in the bed of my F1 Spit gas like Chevron, you lost some I win some Yall half ball like Skrillex, We ALL ball like Rev Run! [Hook: Cris Cab] Girls, Are you ready? You got to put in work! Til your hands fall off You got to put in work Til the clock runs out [Verse 2: Ben Friedman] I'm so Lou and my arms strong You think you could do it better but you are wrong They set the bar wrong, but I can raise it Then you catch me in the sun like a raisin You think I'm lying! But its true though Bout to stack more cheese than the 9 to the 20 Because I'm to the cool like Ja to the Rule Surrounded by pink sh** but naw it ain't Nuvo! Always have black socks pulled to my knees Every single day I thank God I'm a Fried Your girl gets mad I never call when I leave I said chill I'll hit you when I land like Laclede Because we could be cla**ic, no need to mask it Take you on stage hear the roar like Jura**ic So keep these drinks coming like an-de-lay Me and my boys are about to party at Morada Bay [Hook: Cris Cab] Girls, Are you ready? You got to put in work! Til your hands fall off You got to put in work Til the clock runs out [Speaking: Ben Friedman] 81.6 Full Moon Party