Palm Island lyrics
by K Suave
[Intro: K Suave]
She’s so bad, but she good, Imma make her roll up a wood
She’s so bad, but she good, but Imma make her roll up a wood
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: K Suave]
(Grrrh)
Choppa on me, I’m shooting, b*tch, till I’m exhausted
We blowing up sh*t like we in Boston
So much ice in my air, they looking frostbit
Just like my hair, she just want a pic
She know I’m a sl*t, and she getting fed up
Got hoes with me, make her line up
Her pus*y cleaner than a line up
She want me to stay but her time up
[Verse 1: Eastbaytae]
Yeah (woah), woah (damn)
Damn (woah), yeah uh, (woo)
Damn, you better go find it
I feel likе I’m Jordan in North Carolina
When she off the pills, shе feel like she flyin’
I’m might go to Duke and back [?] like I’m Zion
I ride away, she leaving the country
She can't come over unless she gone f*ck me
I’m smoking on ‘thrax with DJ and it’s musty
I’m walking around with my turban like Taliban
I’m counting money; No, I do not want friends
She walked in my house and she thought it would never end
I give her some di*k off the perky, it never end
I’m slayer academy, valedictorian
My b*tch caught me cheating, I made a up a story
Went back to the future, we in a DeLorean
(Ooh, Ah)
Yeah, I bought her some Prada
When I moved away, she swore she was proud of me
We got a view so we f*cked on the balcony
She fell in love with my di*k and the money
I’m mad she all in her feelings cause I’m f*cking now
I f*ck from the back and I nut on her tattoos
I said “I only need you for a night, you can have it”
Well, she a demon, lil b*tch, told her “suck di*k in the back room”
Told her I see her I’m walking her down
I pass her to Suave, she goin’ around
If he got a problem, I’m hunting him down
f*cked too many b*tches, I ran through the town (Woah)
[Chorus: K Suave]
(Grrrh)
Choppa on me, I’m shooting, b*tch till I’m exhausted
We blowing up sh*t like we in Boston
So much ice in my air, they looking frostbite
Just like my hair, she just want a pic
She know I’m a sl*t, and she getting fed up
Got hoes with me, make her line up
Her pus*y cleaner than a line up
She want me to stay but her time up