Tropical Island

Lyrics
[Intro] Huh? Huh? Ayy, look [Chorus] No hate, we stoppin' the crisis They wanna know who poppin' the nicest You coppin' more, we droppin' the prices I wanna move to a tropical island Let the top back and feel a breeze You love or hate me, ain't no in between Look at me now, I'm a living dream I'm gettin' paper, you can't intervene [Verse 1] I'm talkin' palm trees with my toes in the sand Even though I just smoked, I'm finna roll up again Life full of choices, you just chose not to win I make my own pape', you can't control what I spend But I'll blow it all 'cause I'm cut like that She kind of young, I ain't know she could fuck like that I went and got a backend and I rushed right back These niggas scared to tap in, ain't rough like that Somebody take me overseas with it I'm comfortable, park the car, leave the keys in it When you really put in work, you achieve different I'm knockin' niggas off the game, here's your eviction [Chorus] Look, no hate, we stoppin' the crisis They wanna know who poppin' the nicest You coppin' more, we droppin' the prices I wanna move to a tropical island Let the top back and feel a breeze You love or hate me, ain't no in between Look at me now, I'm a living dream I'm gettin' paper, you can't intervene [Verse 2] Check out the sunrise while I get my dick sucked They know I'm solid than a bitch 'cause I ain't never switch up Yeah, I'm lookin' for a bitch, preferably a rich one I'm the type to give it all, but never receive none We on the yacht, eatin' cocktails I done made thirty thousand out of Scottsdale Your raps weaker than a bitch, you do not sell I done cooked so much dope, got the pot pale I was on the road to fail, but I switched routes My brother went to jail for murder, I think six counts I made her drop it like it's hot, told the bitch, "Bounce" You gotta be there when it's clutch, that's when shit counts Let's get rich now [Chorus] Look, no hate, we stoppin' the crisis They wanna know who poppin' the nicest You coppin' more, we droppin' the prices I wanna move to a tropical island Let the top back and feel a breeze You love or hate me, ain't no in between Look at me now, I'm a living dream I'm gettin' paper, you can't intervene
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- The World Famous D-Boy