St. Lucia

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David January

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She wants to fly to St. Lucia, ooh yeah
She want to dance under the moon to my music
She say, "we got nothing to do here, do here"
"Why don't we both go be young, spend some moolah"
She wants to fly to St. Lucia, ooh yeah
She want to dance under the moon to my music
She say, "we got nothing to do here, do here"
"Why don't we both go be young, spend some moolah"

I mean, I mean, I mean, I mean ok, let's get it
I got us a jet, private, you guessed it
She wants to see the Pitons, that might be a bet
She already knows what I want, I won't speak on that
We're in the room exercising, time to hit the water
I mean, she looks so good right now that she can have my daughter
I feel butterflies in my stomach, don't know what to call it
But it's just days like this, you pray that God don't ever stop it
She's walking like a goddess
Her body, so flawless
We on the beach just talking
Sipping that Lucian rum
She gives me such a buzz
My legs be going numb
I mean I don't know what to say, we got more than trust
I cut the groupies off, I ain't been in the club
I hit the jewelry store
Ain't buy a chain or none
Man what's a simp though
I got a soul mate
I got to tour now
Time to go away

She wants to fly to St. Lucia, ooh yeah
She want to dance under the moon to my music
She say, "we got nothing to do here, do here"
"Why don't we both go be young, spend some moolah"
She wants to fly to St. Lucia, ooh yeah
She want to dance under the moon to my music
She say, "we got nothing to do here, do here"
"Why don't we both go be young, spend some moolah"

Look at us now, all of the stupid little shit's annoying
The arguments when we're alone, it seems there's no avoiding
She's saying things to try and hurt me, everyday is poison
All of the memories we had, she had to go and soil it
I had a show, it's crazy lit
I mean we going mad
I'm talking to a bad bitch with a backstage pass
My shorty blowing up my line, and I ain't speaking back
Her deepest thoughts are turning real, man I'm such an ass
She found out, she's leaving
I'm sitting here thinking
What did I just do
I'm smoking, I'm chiefing
Don't talk to me this weekend
I'm on my sofa drinking
I'm on my sofa reading texts, when we were first speaking
Man, this such a trip
The arguments, I miss
Why am I like this
I made her cry again
I'm really such a mess
Sometimes, I wish for death
I'm on my sofa reading texts

She wants to fly to St. Lucia, ooh yeah
She want to dance under the moon to my music
She say, "we got nothing to do here, do here"
"Why don't we both go be young, spend some moolah"
She wants to fly to St. Lucia, ooh yeah
She want to dance under the moon to my music
She say, "we got nothing to do here, do here"
"Why don't we both go be young, spend some moolah"

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