Malibooty Lyrics - Singles - Colette Carr

[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 

Summertime beach-town girls (yeah!) 

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 

Summertime beach-town girls (yeah!) 

Summertime beach-town girls 

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 

Summertime beach-town girls 

Summertime beach-town girls 

Summertime beach-town girls 

Summertime beach-town girls 

Summertime beach-town...