Lyrics:
with sunshine
Christmas, Christmas time
On an island, island with sunshine
Instead of a pine tree
Instead of a chimney
We have mango trees in the back
Staten Island, money make the world go round
Long Island, money make the world go round
Rhode Island, money make the world go round
Maryland, money
feet don't hit the floor (floor)
It's an Island, baby it's an Island (woah)
Hit up BoraBora
Now we up in Thailand (yeah, yeah)
Make another Tour yeah
feet don't hit the floor (floor)
It's an Island, baby it's an Island (woah)
Hit up BoraBora
Now we up in Thailand (yeah, yeah)
Make another Tour yeah
the world go round
Harlem, money make the world go round
B-X, money make the world go round
Staten Island, money make the world go round
Long Island, money
Det island Bawl
Ja det island Bawl
Har det altid sjovt
Ja det island Bawl
Det island Bawl
Ja det island Bawl
Der en ny dag i morgen
Ja det island
No man's an Island, except for Island man; he's a ROCK STAR!
No man's an Island, except for Island man; he's a ROCK!
[Hook]
rytme og takt
E skriv på trass, får litt på plass
Men før alt e gjort drøm e me bort
Te Island, Irland, Ulster og baran i lille Kesh
Mali, Niger,
Æ E ikkje i stand te
Å elske så æ ser etter anna menneske
Ei ny jenta ny dør en ny
Glød i håp om at æ
Finn frelse
Æ E ikkje i stand te
Å elske så æ
Then I move in silence
Some resort to violence
To get rich or die trying
Leaving mamas crying
When they knock and notifying
Proceeding forth to NY
I'm
your boy got blunts
Fighting after school, a lot of y'all got jumped
Staten Island, bro, ratchet under my coat, potato salads so
And we silencing
1 of 4...
My name is Ian Mathias Bavitz
I was born in 1-9-7-6, at Biosfet hospital, located in Long Island, NY
I am 6 foot, four I weigh 2-0-0
your boy got blunts
Fighting after school, a lot of y'all got jumped
Staten Island, bro, ratchet under my coat, potato salads so
And we silencing
to me
Paradise to me
We got a boat tied up like an island, just killin' the time
Ain't no tiki huts, but we sippin' on Corona and lime
We trade
We'll head out to the island, boat across the lake
Skim across the water and we'll make a perfect wake
Collapses as we slow up to the shore
Barefoot
to me
Paradise to me
We got our boats tied up like an island, just killin' the time
Ain't no tiki huts, but we sippin' on Corona and lime
We tradin'
don't hit the floor
It's an Island, baby it's an Island
Hit up BoraBora
Now we up in Thai, Thailand
Make another Tour yeah
End up in a dry land
No we
No my feet don't hit the floor
It's an Island, baby it's an Island
Hit up BoraBora
Now we up in Thai, Thailand
Make another Tour yeah
End up in a dry
test tube baby!
Check one two, check one two
De La Soul, is now back on the map
Long Island, is now back on the map
Good rap music, is now back
Island, buckwhylin, I'm stylin
A funky type of style with the lyrical incision
S--t locked down, like my n----z out in prison
Good riddance, keep it
And don't nobody get it confused
It's Staten Island vs. everybody this time, fool
Yo, we the kings of New York where cash rules
In this game called life,
city" "I gotta get in"
This is that, Riker's Island, not slipping rap flows
For them box bitten bing monsters, sniffin' that blow
Block covers know
Karde galan ny peeche
Tay mun tay ae banday mithay salay
Likhde parde asi a rap
Tay tusi o sutay saray
Hegay ny pukhay saray
Featurean ty hegy uthay
To reach your island
Let me bridge the gap between us
To cross these seas is treacherous
But there is promise in the air
In the wild
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