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twi-lite - mullet bay lyrics

that’s how we living
face off, solo soldier ent
uhhh

[verse 1: twi-lite]
i come from a place where they knock caps off
2 shots in the dark if you act soft
my island but it’s not madagascar
big rims cuz, rolling in caps lock
i pace it drinking liquor better chase it
b-tton in your mouth when you taste cuz a n-gga dissect
going up like erection never did sh-t, wanna give direction
previews that’s why i never mention, get lifted that’s jetsons
make you feel like i care, elections
haters i will neglect them, only f-ck when the -ss is round
ms. roman i’m so aroused, show you what i’m packing now
st. maarten we shut it down, what what what’s under that blouse
rihanna let me make you loud
never understand drunk girls banging on the door
never know what they talking about
i’m high, hoping that i just don’t crash
puff chronic, put the track on blast
live good while my life on fast, sunshine louis v with the cash
rollin j’s on the middle of the mac, stewardess with the finest -ss
gimme the business in business cl-ss
young n-gga with an att-tude, but i do know one thing though
b-tches they come they go, go head light up the dro, st. maarten

[hook: twi-lite]
they loving the weather (3x) (when i’m home)
won’t find nothing better (3x) (welcome to st. maarten)

[verse 2: twi-lite]
big sh-t poppin, nonstop shopping
everthing is kosher but no c-ck blocking
puffin on that ren and stimpy, flower power i’m a hippie
choppin up them beats like swizzy, force empire n-ggas with me
all up in your b-tches kidneys, going hard ain’t much to say
cuz when you ballin on a budget n-ggas wanna play
but yeen know i paid a grip for these kets
rolex on my d-ck, so b-tches never get vex
they know what time it is, might cut a red bone but i prefer the finer things
shuarma and tostones man i want a lot of things
just keep it trill and keep it moving when you finding things
i love my island, we be wilding

[hook: twi-lite]
they loving the weather (3x) (when i’m home)
won’t find nothing better (3x) (welcome to st. maarten)

[verse 3: twi-lite]
and she ready, baby wanna ride with me
towel in my backpack, mann i wear my party hat
flexing to the beach let’s keep it brief like where my b-lls at
coppin a feel, poppin a pill, keeping it g, keepin it trill
gwalas they with me, we balling like britney
display me but never mistake me, rocking my d-ckies
ready for quicky, giving me hicky, please no hicky
i’m so quicky believe it or not, i popped a molly, never gon stop
we jumping off the cliff and while the lions rolling stinky
freeing up my mind, it’s so devine we living simply
rock rock rockabye baby
got the kind of swag to make these n-ggas look lazy, stay baken

[hook: twi-lite]
they loving the weather (3x) (when i’m home)
won’t find nothing better (3x) (welcome to st. maarten)

[outro: twi-lite]
rock with me now, st. maarten
get lifted

- twi lite lyrics

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