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liveraw gbt - jet skis in hawaii lyrics

[verse 1: detroit l-o]

i say
jet skis in hawaii, the appearance what she liking
tweeting bout the weather while i’m on the beach skypin’
i bet hawaiian chicks be dykin’
chilling on sh0r-, no fightin’
up in hawaii for my birthday
got alot of cake, no icing
she throw it at me, imma stroke her b-tt
sip ciroc coconut out of coconuts
popping rose at the luau
so if the girl throw it at me, then i know to f-ck
imma call her up, imma pick her up, imma smash her out
imma lift her up
on the ocean view, she can get the nut
cuz imma be a king with the princess cuts
i know these haters see me, but i wonder just like stevie
incense in the ashtray, smashing girls just like dashiki
she telling me to find her, like l-o, hide-n-go seek me
she suck me with a kiwi on a beach up in waikiki
ae jeans, nike flips, no open toes
strawberry kiwi arizona, mix it with the rose
hit her on the suit balcony, legs clinching
i like her cuz she real thick like the joe st-tching
mellow days in hawaii, nothing critical
ciroc, rose and remy, n-ggas ain’t up on that pinnacle
cheese up in a bag, call me chester
tryna get a hold of one bird, like sylvester
whether it’s me, ishaan or easy dae, they gonna do us anyway
her other man just turned out g-y
chose us over him any day
girl just let my whole team hit, cuz baby i ain’t come alone
wanna bone, the ice is white and orange like a caution cone

[verse 2: easy dae]

jet skis in hawaii, with l-o and shaan
bouta get it popppin’, grab a bottle of wine
grab a model and get behind, s-x on the beach sounds fine
i lay her back, recline til’ that -ss is mine
then hit the bar with my bros, we touring all sites
with freak hoes, with bad bodies that love to bite
pull out my bat, stuff it in my pipe
now we living luxous, you n-ggas need to get it right
i see back to the future, n-gga eagle sight
i burn the mic in the booth
why you mad, just accept the truth
my flow gon’ grow like my chedda
and rats gon follow
they eat or drink, well, you can swallow

[interlude: ishaan]

ishaan, haha
awww we in hawaii chillin’
i’m bouta walk on the beach real quick, but f-ck it
imma give ya’ll a verse, ah
ishaan, ishaan

[verse 3: ishaan the rit god]

i said
rock climb in miami, jet ski in hawaii
i’m bent out of shape, like i’m playing with origami
pockets green like reptar, stuffed in my abercrombie
now i’m buying rugs for these rats, chucky and tommy
your girl legs, running a 3-2 zone
she cleared the lane, so i’m going straight to the hole
swiping my card at macy’s attracted sasha and stacy
louis vuitton chocolates, millionaire pastries
ishaan raw, i’m in the hood like a n-z-
cameras flash, i ricky bobby for the paparazzi
ya’ll zeros, cuz yall live as a cooperater
so i tap o’s like im tryna dial the operater
they att-tude funky like some old gym socks
cuz they couldn’t ball if they was playing with chris rock
time is money without the tick tock
so i spread my hand over the clock like a wristw-tch
they select ishaan, no need for a choice
hold up, let me switch to my new orleans voice
i’m in hawaii baby, me and my ol’ lady
when liveraw drop, imma gon buy her a mercedes
stacking up my chips, i buy her a outfit
like hold on whode, let me get back to my ishaan sh-t
3 girls with boyfriends, they getting dogged
do a magic trick, disappear out my call log
on winners prayer, i said my closet look like kool-aid jammers
i ain’t gon lie, that line was kind of mean
i went back to the bank and stacked up my green
and now my closet look like superman ice cream
a, imma k!ll em, b, i’m cl!cking the burner
cuz it’s no limit when it come to that c murder
video game mode, i’m going in overload
barrels like donkey kong, flames like spyro
she l!cking me like a stamp, call it s-xual mail
my b-tch so dope, lay her t-tties on the scale
she the anchor to my boat, that’s why my record sail
p-ss go, collect the 200, i ain’t going to jail
trues all white like clay aiken
and you just talking on the track, ya’ll kirk franklin
ishaan raw, b-tch i been bankin’
lay her on her back, lay her flat, she reverse plankin’

[verse 4: jackpot]

jet skis in hawaii, parachuting in italy
my flow so cold, the beat finna get sick from me
now that’s that trickery, band-aid, she stick to me
money like a car, bank account count infinity
i’m always in her head like a memory
wood grain dash, same color as some hennessy
mansion sitting on the beach like a lawn chair
my girl look like amber rose, with some long hair
smoking on wiz khalifa, i’m bout my cheese like a pizza
it ain’t nowhere near christmas but i keep the reefer
in a two seater, with about two skeezers
but i don’t love em, so i just took them hoes to jeepers
yea i clown, i need to find a circus n-gga
is this your girl on my tip over here twerking n-gga
energizer bunny, yea i stay working n-gga
you look like some kush, cuz you always purpin n-gga
look in the ash, man it’s a doob thing
lambo change colors n-gga, like a mood ring
i do things
tie these mother f-cking haters up, like a pair of shoe strings

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