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you know I'm gonna take your ass to Chuck's of Hawaii when you get down here
lyrics
Verse One (Brandon B)
come visit us in santa barbara
sayin that you will but you never do
we’ll take your ass down to the harbor
and slap you in the face with the ocean view
having guests gives us an excuse to clean the house
by the end of the summer we’re gonna try to bring you out
rob lowe knows what I’m talking about
we’ll private charter the channel Islands to the south
santa ynez mountain range is majestic
I went to the gauchos game and got ejected
they could tell that I wasn’t from here
but I’m a resident now and pure order is my beer
and by the time you get here I’ll be at the Tiburon
on the professors pitcher is what I’m sippin from
we belong together we’ve got the perfect weather
take a walk with me east beach to Ledbetter
Verse Two (Brandon B)
the goleta k-mart is ghetto as hell
taco bell on hollister I’d avoid as well
Spa day at Bacara club soda with iitos
dinner reservations with oprah in montecito
at lucky’s I ordered the porterhouse
let us pay for the dinner and later we’ll sort it out
all throughout the funk zone you’ll know where to find me
either lafond or at santa barbara Winery
remind me again of your reason to stay home?
I know you want to take some new pics with your phone
I know you want to visit our neighborhood Von’s
we’ll fire up the Shalhoob with sautéed prawns
longboards for the view…and tourist crowds
at Old King’s Road there’s no wankers allowed
let’s make it a weekend to remember
and I’ll be playing chumash toward the end of september
Verse Three (Brandon B)
it goes grassini, oreana, dv8
stumbled out with a full glass by mistake
we'll drink enough wine to fill cahuma lake
and chucks of hawaii's on la cumbre and state
from the breakwater we'll hop on the land shark
with a beverage that we bought from the boat launch mini mart
trying to convince you fools to come over
and we'll hike 3 pools if were not to hungover
credits
from Rhythmic American Poetry,
released March 15, 2018
Produced by Brandon B & Elliott Lanam (The Bootleg Friday)
supported by 12 fans who also own “The American Riviera”
This is not like the rest out there. G-Pek with the filthy beats and Luke Sick with that flow that’ll shock your system. That Sweet Prince of Darkness is the cut and that Civil War Beat is so ill, Feudal Mules too. YallDontHearMe