Lyrics:
sailing back to Kona
A grand old place that's always fair to see
I'm just a little Hawaiian and a homeside Island boy
I want to go back to my fish
you
I almost fell off my seat at the tiki bar
When you walked in with an island girl on your arm
I think it’s high time for another Mai Tai
Sunshine
Ah already fo sho fo sho
That boy frankie j hmmm
Happy p you sick for this dog
Baby bash
Girl I've got to know
Girl I've got to know
Fo sho
forget about me
Genuine love ima make to my queen
Be your king baby girl deserve a ring Listen to my song as a young nigga sing
Island boy so you know I
I was looking
At your body
'Cause I'm a boy
And you're a girl
You bent over
And I gazed down your shirt
But you planned it
It's weird that's all I
fountain
Pussy don't make macaroni sounds for a nigga wit no cheese
Yous a punk a playa, my boy you act like a beach
Got a bad b from the islands, Lilo
Yeah we fucking by the beach
(By the beach)
Rich vibes
Who gon do this shit like me
(Like me)
She freaky
Just like me
Vibe, vibe out (yeah)
Lets ride
The damn beach
The food
The cheap prices
Imma show all of this cos you my
Chick
From halfway across the world
Wait, I just might make you my girl
Hold up, do
a password to the trap and I don't need a key
Got an airhead giving brain, call her Tweedledee
Ay, I'm on Dooney Island, hit your bitch right up off the beach
man"
From me step pon' the island
Me just link one girl and another one, yeah
Party start it's a dutty friday
All of the gyal do the dutty whine,
of the misfit toys
Welcome to the island of the misfit toys
Land of the broken girls and boys
From a place so vulnerable where I'm coming from
About to break
just wanna love you like that
We can be chilling by the beach
You can be my island queen Lewa
I just wanna love you like that
It don't matter in this
a girl loves a boy, and a boy loves a girl
Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
It all seems like yesterday, not far away
Tropical the island breeze
a girl loves a boy, and a boy loves a girl
Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
It all seems like yesterday, not far away
Tropical the island breeze
the boys crazy
Drove them all
Deeply insane
Her name was Hampton
She moved long island
cnd that is when she came
Higher ooo all the way to the top
Higher
On a island juh vibin
My girl keep tryna dress me
But I dont need no stylist
Dont need no stylist, don't need no stylist
She wildin
In Punta Cana on a beach
Aw man!
Put that ol' dumb horn down
Hey, Jazzy
Jazzy
Show this boy what some real music 'posed to sound like
He-he-ha!
( *drums and horns set
really got it made!"
When come walking out the water
An island goddess in the sand
And the boy jump out of his shade
He grab her by the hand and say
"My
rackin' up all of these stacks
Doin' shit lowkey Ion want no tax
Bout to live like Khaled finna get some plaques
Aye, girl I see us on the beach
Take you
the waist
Somewhere by the waves
We can hide away
And sip some wine
Sangria on the beach
Put your feet up on me
Sangria on the beach
Put your feet up on me
a sugar like you, a boy like you
She wants a boy like (me)
You got me going wild (going wild)
You got me hypnotized by your smile
Ooh I like your swagger,
we out to Coney Island to spend time on the beach
Girl You so New York
The Home of Biggie and Jay
B K spread love thats the Brooklyn Way
Girl You so
face, I got her smiling
Stay in yo place, don't get to whylin'
I'm outta state, I'm in the islands
Girl it's Ok, open yo eyelids (open yo eye)
Taking that
And the boys from the casino dance
With their shirts open like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score
And Sandy,
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