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gmb trill - tropical lyrics

[chorus: gmb nahmir]
i need a tropical b-tch, i need a tropical b-tch
i need a tropical b-tch, i need a tropical b-tch
i need a tropical b-tch, i need a tropical b-tch
i need a tropical b-tch, i need a tropical b-tch

[verse 1: key!]
i need a jazzy lil’ b-tch
nothin’ get past me, lil’ b-tch
don’t want me no average lil’ b-tch
want me a savage lil’ b-tch, huh
-ss fat, it’s overweight, ayy
she been riding on my wave, huh
take her on a dinner date
tell her just sit on my face, huh, yes, ooh
her boyfriend run the bando
while i’m runnin’ out the back door
yes, i am the wiz’, huh
i want a tropical b-tch, huh
got me a tropical b-tch, huh
-ss, fat, sh-t, huh
got me a tropical b-tch huh
-ss, fat, sh-t

[verse 2: gmb trill]
exotic, my b-tch from the tropical
guide her with choppas through, optional
showout, there’s rooms at the hospital, optional
physical, necklace is bad for your optical
visual, optional, optional
abstinence, celibacy
sell her p-ssy on accident (optional)
she sell a bit when she prost-tute (optional)
d-ck so good, make her beg for it (hey)
i lick so good, make her pay for it
pull a stack out like wait for it
throw it in the air like rainforest, pouring
tropical, tropical, these n-gg-s not on my alt-tude
longitude, lat-tude, whats with the long face and att-tude?
flex like it’s no other option to

[verse 3: gmb nahmir]
i left my b-tch for dope, i’m f-ckin’ with a better b-tch
she love to cook food and she love to suck d-ck
she love to sip lean and she love to bust straps
i’ma have to take it easy, let lil’ shorty do my hits, yeah
cookin’ up that white, i got it lookin’ some grits
i never sniff that work unless it’s off rihanna t-ts
‘less it’s off selena t-ts
‘less it’s off beyoncé t-ts
we can’t front them boys no work
callin’ up he need a brick
callin’ up i need a 6
juggin’ at the motel six
i was smokin’ loaded sticks
f-ck my b-tch while watchin’ flicks
i can’t go no low, thats it
f-ck you mean we talkin’ chips?
hot like takis when i spit
eyes so low, no tokyo drift

- gmb trill lyrics

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