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Yeyah
Risera crew in this motherfucker
Westside one-three-five, eight-two-four in this motherfucker
We’re, looking for Marz
They wanna see a Maori

Baby please
Tell me what you need
Tell me baby please
Tell me what you need
It's dedicated to
All my Māori girls
All my Cook Island girls
All of my

girls and all the Cook Island girls
we love our polynesin girls 

ooooh

the Cook Island girls
we love our polynesin girls

ooooh

Ooh, Coconut
Ooh, Coconut
Coconut Island

Seit Wochen tut mir mein Gemüht so weh
Drum sehne ich mich nach einer Südseefee
Ich will nicht mehr,

where your from we should go and see
Italy Hong Kong Cali Miami Egypt Greek Pari
Plus Maori and a little bit Chile
International baby girl thats me
What's

tahi rua toru four

(sharon)
give it to me hemi
(hemi)
che bro too much (x3)
and all the chicks say, im pretty fly
(sharon)
for a Maori guy

(hemi)

Oooooooooooo
Yeahhh yeahhh
Island Love
Mmmmmmmm
(Johny)
Babyyy, you know I got it for yuh
And I know you got it for me
(I know you got it for me)

been led astray
I am a castaway
A desert island to be taught
In the undertow, I was caught
Polynesian artesian the reason party the island away
Put

home)
What about Oma'i (I want to go home)
Samoan islands (I want to go home)
Kingdom of Tonga (I want to go home)
Fiji (I want to go home)
All of my Cook

Woo, aye
Cook, Cook, Woah
Woah
Woo, woo, woo

Shawty smokin diesel, need a Gasmask
Dealin with the bullshit, rock a hazmat
Got the cook up, cook up,

the sky, it ‘bout to rain

See the light, it shining, rays up in ya face

Tampa bay, Long Island

Cop a board and ride the wave

clbert j, cBR, we are

You know what it is baby, haha!
I'll be on the island if you're looking for me
I feel like I made it, any way you wanna cook it for me
Ain't no use

yeah)

'Cause I'm the D-to-the-O, the-V-to-the-E (uh)
And can't another brother cook these delicacies 
Well I'm the P-L-U, the G-to-the-One 
Walk

The Bizness

De La Soul

Stakes Is High

1996

yeah)

'Cause I'm the D-to-the-O, the-V-to-the-E (uh)
And can't another brother cook these delicacies 
Well I'm the P-L-U, the G-to-the-One 
Walk

You're so full you can't even move (yeah, yeah)

'Cause I'm the D-to-the-O, the-V-to-the-E (uh)
And can't another brother cook these delicacies 
Well

Island Bwoy
Yeah bawn as a don how yuh nuh know dat
Glock 43 duh mi chores
Shot fatta dan e yam weh mi grow a portland
Island bwoy
Bad from birth

left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with

miles away, I can't believe it's true
The Maoris have the table set, roast beef hold the bone
I'm starting to feel sad and yet we're a nuclear free zone

still five guys
I really cook on the grill like a husband
I'll really cook that nigga if he buggin'
I wanna take you to the islands, just you and me bae

The English flag is free

The Maori often cursed it
With his bitterest dying breath
And the Arab has hissed his hatred
As he spat in it's fold in death

locale
Femme au collier fleuri, sève sucrée elle s'appelle Chantale
Chinoise par la mère, père maori regard espiègle
Teint doré, sa couleur se rapproche

imma crook baby
I be covered up in sauce like a cook baby show you how to look baby
And I know that you be horny when you givin' me that look
I been

'Till I sat in a bungalow deep in Guam
And I shook it with some drummers to an ancient song
And I marveled at the world

I met some native Maori, who told