Lyrics:
that I speak
Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two of each
I don't do the teriyaki
Maybe you not me
boyfriend she's like, ‘Where my baby
At?'" Ross smiles "That's my baby girl, " he
Says, taking a bite out of a crab puff
When Meek returned to prison last
island
Saying that you're from here boy stop lying
Show up when I want
And I call that Hawaiian timing
All of my soldiers be coming out here from Zion
I need your energy
You're giving me something I can feel
I feel in the right light
You're looking like a girl I used to date, but now you're in
pullers by the score
It's the only place that country folk and dubs get along
Cos they're all so feckin hammered happy out and singing along
After
save me right now
Looking so crazy in love's
Got me looking, got me looking so crazy in love (remix)
Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh no no
Uh oh, uh oh, uh
now is reducing
I'm gonna make you wish that
You stuck to producing
And you're not even a good producer
Your girl looks like Medusa
Basically that's why
like I flicked a switch and now I'm feeling good (Bounce)
No way to stop it, now you wish that you could (Bounce)
When the weekend comes I know I'll
Hit-Boy on a hit boy
You turned up and I'mma bring the action
When you hear this in the club
You're gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
You're gonna
feel
He's so-so, I got the instinct
They call me Deputy Dog to put your booty in the clink
You're dancing to a Marley Marl remix single of
Let me see
love)
Stunting like you (all thug)
We was (switching numbers)
She looking at you when I walk by
you turn your head, she winks her eye
I can't help if
Claiming you're a killer when
You a Christian cause it makes
You sound like an idiot
You need to tell these people
Who you really is that Philly kid
Who got
right
Your old lady look at me
'cause you ain't hitting it right
She probably used to like you
'cause you're the bitter type
That's until I came along
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Hit-Boy on a hit boy
You turned up and I'mma bring the action
When you hear this in the club
You're gonna turn-turn it up (turn up bitch)
You're gonna
with a remix.
One thing I don't know why
it doesn't even matter how hard you try
keep that in mind I designed this rhyme when I was obsessed with time.
and that's on everything
You're doing your best get it in, there's no room to hate
18 dummy go stupid when I'm in the bay
Yeah I do it all for my fans and my
right here in the studio with Modern Talking.
'98 remix, "You're my heart, you're my soul" and all of that,
baby, and much much more on your FM dial.
(so sweet)
You're my fantasy
Sweet fantasy
Sweet, sweet fantasy
Images of rapture
Creep into me slowly
As you're goin' to my head (I like that
And you somehow think you’re gonna
Get that level of joy
That my daughter had when she
Received those wolves and
When you’re sitting in traffic in your BMW
Listen Efe
I really think you’re living sketchy
I know that you wirny ready for this
And now you’re regretting
Every single ill intention
That you’ve sent
this to every single mother
Just to let you know that were thinking of you
If you're a single mother too
Hey lady, this ones for you
Dedicated
the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna
the door please, that doesn't look like a vape sir)
What's that smell in the air, gimme that aroma
Puttin' y'all to sleep with my shitty verses like you're
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