[Chorus]
Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Maybe we can go for some weeks (some weeks!)
Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Pink Lucozade all in my teeth (my teeth!)

Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Maybe we can go for some weeks (some weeks!)
Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Pink Lucozade all in my teeth (my teeth!)

[Verse 1]
We at the beach
Ass like a peach
I'm losing speech
Weak at the knees

Make me believe
Make me a sinner
I'll make you believe
I'll make you dinner

I'll pour the wine
I'll make you slimmer
Won't waste your time
Make you a winner

Fuck like a pro
Ain't no beginner
Let's take it slow
Love when I'm in her

She's like the moon
I'm like the tides
She's a monsoon
But I don't hide

I take it on
I'll get you through this
I make her see
That nobody can do this

I make her see that
I won't be her Judas
I make her see that
I'm here to make movements

I gotta prove that
I don't wanna lose this
She got my heart but she already knew this

*beat change*

[Verse 2]
She gets me hot under collars
She making sterling and dollars
She got me losing my logic
She got me going psychotic

She take away all my problems
She got the answers to solve them
She always know what I'm thinking
She pulls me up when I'm sinking

She run a bath when I'm stinking
She clean me up when I'm bruising
She buy the rounds when we drinking
She pick me up when I'm losing

She be the best of the summer
Take me places I never been
She be the best of the summer

[Pre-Chorus]
Swear she's the best that I ever seen x3
Swear she's the best best best ever seen!

[Chorus]
Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Maybe we can go for some weeks (some weeks!)
Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Pink Lucozade all in my teeth (my teeth!)

Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Maybe we can go for some weeks (some weeks!)
Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Pink Lucozade all in my teeth (my teeth!)

[Verse 3]
Catching a tan
Making new plans
Feel like the man
Turn on the fan

Break out the ice
Fill up my cup
Pour it in slow
No need to rush

I like to flirt
Making her blush
She give it back
Heart start to rush

She caught the vibe
Yeah I went fishing
She act surprised
Knew I was missing

Hold on her waist
Summertime kissing
Skin on her skin
Start to get wishing

Won't push my luck
This girl from heaven
She feeling lucky
Like a triple 7

She make a move
Things start to race
I match her movements
And stick to the pace

I was a rat
Now I'm leading the chase
All in her business
She opened the case

[Chorus]
Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Maybe we can go for some weeks (some weeks!)
Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Pink Lucozade all in my teeth (my teeth!)

Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Maybe we can go for some weeks (some weeks!)
Maybe we can go to the beach (to the beach!)
Pink Lucozade all in my teeth (my teeth!)