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“Tides” by Na Style Jaa [Lyrics and Download]

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nephew greg:
yo its spring break
and im gettin on a plane
to the motherfuckin beach
when i reach my grandpas condo
im jumpin in ocean pronto
kurtis better show me how to pick up chicks yo
bout to go build a sand castle
its a hassle with the waves at my feet
gotta back up with my toys
cuz its time to retreat
i got a shovel
im about to dig a whole so deep
that when i finish its about to be
SEVEN FUCKIN FEET
im lookin up
and i see grandpa carmine
hes right on time
after a full game of nine wholes
of course, hes on the course everyday
he smiles down at me and he starts to say

grandpa carmine:
yeah im coastin
hangin out on the beach
cant surf like uncle kurtis
cuz i got swelled feet
the weathers neat
i can golf year round
with my main girl stella
cuz she holds me down

uncle kurtis:
all day surf brah
get of my turf dog
waves find me
i dont have to search for em
call me uncle kurtis
skate tides with my time
never had a job
never made a single dime
but i meet a bunch of dimes
and get rejected all the time
layin in the sand sippin coronas with a lime
fine me on the beach with my crew
you know how we do
wittmeijer family see it through
girl, all i got is my board not a spouse
sleep on the couch at grandpa carmines house
shh, keep it down
we cant get too loud
but if poppy saw me he’d finally be proud

grandpa carmine:
yeah im coastin
hangin out on the beach
cant surf like uncle kurtis
cuz i got swelled feet
the weathers neat
i can golf year round
with my main girl stella
cuz she holds me down

all:
day at the beach
with the wittmeijers
suns goin down so lets have a bonfire
day at the beach
with the wittmeijers
suns goin down so lets have a bon fire

Northern Aggression (Civil War Party!) [LYRICS + DOWNLOAD]

Northern Aggression (CIVIL WAR PARTY!) by Na Style Jaa | Download

Grant:
Fort Sumter ’61
The name is U.S. Grant, Civil War’s just begun
I got attacked from the back of the fort
Long story short
Laid my gun down – that’s what I had to report.

Robert E. Lee:
Yo, Robert E. Lee from the South I be
I rep the US army cuz you know shit happen
so I grab my bags and headed down
gonna fight for the feds, I ain’t hear to mess around
I never clown – I did great at West Point
cuz my marks are good and I ran that joint
so get this fact: I rep North Virginia
and I ain’t never goin back, believe dat

Abe Licoln:
Names Abe and I never tell a lie
I sign proclamations, stick broads all dimes.
Born ’09, Oval Office drink Wine
16th president – I get mine
Lookin’ back shoulda never been prez
war on my back, many young men dead
I’m assumin (General) Sherman been fumin
I couldn’t hold it down for the sake of the union

Chorus:
CIVIL WAR PARTY
CIVIL WAR PARTY
CIVIL WAR PARTY PARTY PARTY

Lincoln:
Ay Grant, I’m gettin tired of this shit
Lee’s gotta stop – return fire in this bitch

Grant:
Yo, we already got the upper hand man
theyre on their last man, theyre on the last the stand
Cold Harbor’s where we’ll cut them off
11 hundred thousand men, we ain’t goin soft

Licoln:
Uhhh, you can’t scoff at our army
Ya’ll can’t har m me. Republican Party.
We ain’t gonna lose, got this battle from top down
Rep North Side, Cold Harbor’s on lockdown

Grant:
We loadin up the gun smoke
choke before the south goes broke
gonna burn up the town till the sun goes down

Lee:
Y’know we posted up DEFENSE
but I’m gettin kinda worried cuz we’re losin gents
yeah sure, CH was a victory, that I know definitely
but truth be told, all those freed slaved made the army grow
and this I know, the war can’t be won
but I’m loyal to the South so you know I ain’t done
I’m a fan of Richmond – that’s my capitol son.

Chorus:
CIVIL WAR PARTY
CIVIL WAR PARTY
CIVIL WAR PARTY PARTY PARTY

 

8th Grade Party! [Lyrics and Download Link]

8th Grade Party by Na Style Jaa | Download (Right click and save as)

Hit the bass cuz the bass how its goin,
Rep 8th grade get paid fuck ho’s
And im on my swag and you know im poppin bottles
Let my echoes sag and my 8th grade bitches follow.
Uh and you know I like the lean pussy,
95 pounds beat your ass if you try and push me.
Flowin like Drake but I make more money,
Funny how your trick bike jacked last Sunday!
Roll tide, you aint my friend dog
Saw you at the mall with the moms
Real talk! Word…
And I don’t give a fuck about my grades though
Teacher call me out, Ill knock him out in the face yo.
Man, my flat bill make me messy
Ace of the chronic when the councilor test me.
Never get the best of me, I best the girls
8th grade dance, fuck you
Fuck the world.

The boys comin over after baseball practice
Ive had it, man I’m makin out tonight with Melinda
I know she saw me on the game that I pitched
I’m wearin Abercrombie & Fitch
as I enter the dance, middle school cafteria
place for romance – hair spiked like shards
as I’m dancing with these females, bro I’m gettin a hard
darn, now it’s over. Glad I went. 5 Dollars well spent.

Mikeys the DJ – this guy’s got an iPod
I just answered a text sent from my mom
I’m at Jake’s, yeah his parents are home
Little did she know, HIS PARENTS ARENT HOME!
So I resume groovin, dancin’ it to ‘My Humps’
I’m really fuckin wasted, it’s my first time drunk.
(whoop whoop) and the cops are here!
get our your homework and hide the beer
I’m the biggest kid in class so I jump their fence
The rest of em had to call home to their parents
Drunk drove my bike, thought I got it home safe man
but my mom got a call from my homeboy Jake’s dad.
(Fuck you Jake)

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