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You've gotta live a little Hawaiian style
And give a little Hawaiian style

Don't worry if the tide goes out
Don't worry if the sun goes down

Coconut Man

Taj Mahal & The Hula Blues Band

Sacred Island

1998

yai, baby, listen to me
Talking about the Hawaiian man
Ayai yai, ayai yai, listen to me
Talking about the Hawaiian man
Joe Naves, Robbie Kaholaku too, in

I fell in love with a diamond
She walk thru and she shining
Light up the streets like a siren
Whine them hips like Hawaiian
I fell in love with

island like Hawaiian
Ima island baby come and peep my accent
I got hella shots For a nigga who get to acting
Smashing Spanish hoes I switch up For a Nani

Hawaiian Punch, Hawaiian
Where is my lunch?
Hawaiian Punch, baby

I can grow
Lead most stretches of the road
As long as we will be close
Baby girl unfold
Like Hawaiian shirts
We just got'ta flow 
Like Hawaiian shirts

I hit her up
She hit me with a maybe
Got me feelin' soft
My Hawaiian Bread Baby
Every night, got me clownin' like
Imma crazy
No gravity, I'm flyin' up

We're heading on a plane towards the sun
Just needed a break from everyone
We're chasing our dreams again
Chasing our dreams
And baby we're on our

This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby

All my

This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my

This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my

This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my

fish
Stroll the beach at sunset
But baby you're not done yet

After the sun goes down
It's time for another round
You know you can't go wrong
With this

Kick off your shoes,
Right next to mine,
Make yourself at home inside.

I’ve got Hawaiian pizza in the oven coming soon.
The fridge is full of cold

single mornin'
Watchin' the horizon
Baby we be vibin'
Just like I'm Hawaiian
Take me to the islands

I won't miss (Yeah)
When I shoot
Baby talkin' blah
I

Fufu
Cuban link Hawaiian shirt
Like I'm in Honolulu
Sipping on this fine Pina Colada
While I vlog on Youtube
I been getting dollars better give me

cll white all white all white swear to god my nick name padro Cuban link Hawaiian shirt off whites swear to god my nick name padro all white all

Your red Hawaiian shirt and
Your hair jet black
Hangin' 'round with your good
For nothing friends, bettin' by the track
Baby, you can't come back from

Prada you
We can go take a jet to the islands too
Baby don’t make a scene, like the Wayans do
All this Bread on my plate like Hawaiian food
I’m pacing I

the best organic sodas and frozen curry at
Trader Joe's
Oh baby it doesn't have to hurt
They got plenty of happy people in Hawaiian shirts

They got

Hawaiian tropic, dark
And a bottle of jack in the Cadillac
As I drive down the highway
You aren't coming back and I know that now
So I let the wind

I used to think in bitter
Now I'm thinkin' in gold
I love my Hawaiian baby rose
Won't you come on with me to the cold
Every second the tired girl

that we're working, baby go and light the fuze

Hawaiian tropics when she's in the sunshine
Got her on a private jet, never flying Airline
Smooth sailing

Went on down, just my baby and me
Took a stroll down along Waikiki
Past Kaimana, where the Ohana
Pourin' themselves just a little pau hana

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