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rtb mb - island lyrics

island lyrics
[intro: sk!lla baby]
huh? (mia jay c)
i want a—
i need a b+tch from the—
no, i want a b+tch—
(i hear you, jay c)
huh?

[chorus: sk!lla baby]
i want a b+tch from the island
i want some guns, you want diamonds (huh?)
i can’t love you right, i be tryin’ (huh?)
can’t trust sh+t when n+ggas keep dyin’ (huh?)
ooh, i want a b+tch from an island
ooh, who do what i say like i’m simon
ooh, put the drugs on the road, bae, we flyin’
you can get what you want ’cause you fine, b+tch

[verse 1: sk!lla baby]
i won’t say sh+t ’bout your ‘tude, girl, i like it
i see you in my bed, i’m a psychic
you got braces, just suck it, don’t bite it
you got some money, you bought you a body
chop hold a hundred, i caught me a body
i got some money in every last pocket
they didn’t expect me to take off like a rocket
russell westbrook, i just caught a new body
i ain’t expect you to have that good punani
me and skub rock the party like lodi and dodi
can’t come down, i keep smokin’ on beam me up scotty
just hit a foreign b+tch, another foreign b+tch in the lobby
huh, i call skub, tell my big brother help me get her out of here
he in milwaukee for his bucks, he’ll pop a deer
i fear bein’ broke, huh, these n+ggas not my fear
we both gon’ lose a drum when this hundred+round pop his ear
[chorus: sk!lla baby]
i want a b+tch from the island
i want some guns, you want diamonds (huh?)
i can’t love you right, i be tryin’ (huh?)
can’t trust sh+t when n+ggas keep dyin’ (huh?)
ooh, i want a b+tch from an island
ooh, who do what i say like i’m simon
ooh, put the drugs on the road, bae, we flyin’
you can get what you want ’cause you fine, b+tch

[verse 2: rtb mb]
hey, b+tches only want me ’cause i got a check (huh?), ayy
y’all be pillow talkin’, i’ma catch the neck, ayy
got on black and white, but i am not a ref (nah), ayy
n+ggas call me sheed, i’ma grab the tec (sheed), ayy
me and skulla boolin’ up inside the ‘vette
disrespect the game, lil’ n+gga, we gon’ get you stretched (huh?)
hundred rounds, and it hit civillians, n+gga, ron artest (hah)
catch ’em at the show, they was lackin’, we gon’ bomb y’all set (for real)
hey, reachin’ for my chain is gon’ get you stretched
couple racks on diors, n+gga, this the newest set (hey)
say she like my diamonds vvss, they gon’ get her wet (okay)
said she want me f+ckin’ on her friends, told her that’s a bet (that’s a bet)
if you starin’ in the club, i’ma tell my n+gga step
i’m a f+ckin’ dog with these hoes, they say i’m the best (the best)
i be in the trenches sticked up, i don’t need a vest (nah)
hey, hey, ayy (okay), i said (okay)
i need a b+tch from the islands (yeah)
she take all the d+ck, i be smilin’ (yeah), ayy
i’m off the liq’, i be wildin’ (okay), ayy
lambo too fast, i be slidin’ (skrrt), ayy
we spin the block, they be hidin’ (nah), ayy
i’ma up heat while i’m drivin’ (yeah)
thirty n+ggas on your head, you reach for these diamonds (ayy), ayy
rollie be water, she divin’ (b+tch), hey

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