This is a song about "Long beach ca"

On the beach of saint-tropez, but your man don’t lay

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Nights are still tough and long,

I walked up and asked what's wrong

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

Politicians are getting back-hand bribes, sittin' on a damn beach,

Not cocky, that's just honest speech

Yea i live on the beach

Look over your shoulder, i am a man now

The footsteps on the beach are only his somehow.

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

Some ca green, sounds like terrific

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick