Lyrics:
Keep my personal crown up high
I'm the king of my lonely island
Home is high they can't reach my house
I put out all the garbage fires
Squeeze
an island
[Chorus x 2]
[Ludacris]
Stop, drop, kaboom! Baby, rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little; make
rap
Need Miller tap
Just let it pour hoe
The Pilsner hit the floor slow
Drip down to hell I heard the devil ask for more bro
So really What's
a lady chauffeur hate driving and so far she got perfect timing.
Wrist Audemar kool whip foreign car
shaking hands with my fans got em reaching for
be more of us
Choruses wide as an ocean stretched far
But the hymn of faythful is a painful one
Someone-once told me that was art
See I’m an island
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah oh
Born in Samar
On an island near a beach
They in uproar
We're far apart but our hearts're holding hands
It's lonely just to sit here by myself each night
Not knowing when I'll ever get to hold you
Winter Night the Rain is pouring
And I feel so cold and Lonely
Cause' You're on the other side of the world
Babygirl I know You Lonely
And I feel
Called out by something so familiar
Tangled too long in misery
There is no way to cry
Long as we will always meet
Lonely, but my arms are here
Wherever you are each night
In every prayer
Just whisper I'll hear you
No matter how far so close your eyes
And I'll be there
Please walk alone
But
Wherever you are each night
In every prayer
Just whisper I'll hear you
No matter how far so close your eyes
And I'll be there
Please walk alone
But
'Cause my pain, is my pain, I won't trouble you with my own
Now I swim through waves of asphalt with no place to call home
Yan on the lonely island
to run
Take me far away from here
Take me far away, across the ocean blue
Over the mountain tops and through the valley stream
Give me all your love so
Nice]
Hoods is up so skills is up
It's a stick-up, so why'd you interrupt?
So such bust material cerebral
I'm eatin cereal with spoons sippin Cepacol
Practiced in the heat, in the rain or in pain
Mick so quick, at six foot six
Down to be picked by anyone but the Celtics
Oh what a handle could score from
real for my homey
Feel, never down out and lonely, come on
Can I, roll, roll, roll, there, there, there
You don't have to go that far
You just
talking to me
Telling me that she really loved me and she wanted to be a family"
And then she also tells me that she was feeling lonely, so she's seen some
live by the Creed
Until the day that I die
You can act tough, but the fact is
You are so dumb that it's madness
You all lined up in red jackets
I feel
the middle,
Never too far from each other,
Fishermen sell grams of hash,
And oysters by the kilo,
You walk home with your bags full,
And you’ve only spent 10
to leave the island
Never feels the same way when it ends
Summer lovers, now we're just old friends
But by my age I've learned
That you can't always win
peace of mind, could you please let me know?
Oh, cause I think of you when the banjo and mandolin play
I picture you happy, Long Island iced tea by
Just like an island boy in the city for the very first time
I had lost my way, my heart was displaced and I was drunk on your wine and
So
you've been wildin
So help me ease my mind
Fuck with my timing it's timeless
I'll fly you through thousands of islands
Fly ass hell dressed in Italian
felt so far
Taken to an isolation that aims deep into your heart
The sand held tightly in my hands
Falling deeper through the cracks
Savor what I can
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