Letra de Malibooty

[Ya Boy]
Ain´t nothing but a Malibu Party
[Colette Carr]
27 miles, scenic beauty

Got a pocketful of hunks, gon´ make some change
Got a pocketful of ones, gon´ make it rain
Gotta rock it ´til we´re dumb and make it bang
And bein´ in the boot don´t mean you´re famous
Wipe these like a kid in the candy store
While she needs a sip to dance some more
Malibu rum, takin´ you out and droppin´ it down like
your bank account

Summertime beach-town girls (yeah!)
Summertime beach-town girls
ooooh
Summertime beach-town girls (yeah!) oooh
Summertime beach-town girls

[Ya Boy}
Yeah
Pacific Coast Highway, my way
Gettin´ high on the beach, I might fly away
Got my Corona, my marijuana
My beach bunny in a Maula Bona
Open the lamp bowl, light girls shit there
Half-in, smashed off, woo! Rick Flare!
Malibu blowin´ on its homegrown
And I´m so gone; E.T., phone home

Summertime beach-town girls yeah
Summertime beach-town girls oooh
Summertime beach-town girls eh ooh
Summertime beach-town girls

[Colette Carr]
Ain´t nothin´ wrong with a lil cake on me
We got Malibu lookin´ like a bakery
Now she´s like the kid in the candy store
While he´s tryin´ to peek in her panty drawer
Not mad at you; cake is the answer
Malibu-shake, belly dancer
Girl´s got junk, workin´ that samba
Breezy day, PCH
Livin´ life the easy way
Coastin, red-cup toastin´
Wigglin´ toes in the sand by the ocean

Summertime beach-town girls (yeah!)
Summertime beach-town girls ooooh
Summertime beach-town girls (yeah)
Summertime beach-town girls
...
Summertime beach-town girls yeah
Summertime beach-town girls ooh
Summertime beach-town girls...