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• Tropical - Keith Sweat
• Tropical - Plumtree
• Tropical - Fm Belfast
• Tropical - Young Dro
• Tropical - Troy Von Balthazar

Somewhere beyond
Open my eyes, dream girl
There lies a place for you and me, yeah, girl
To be together, baby, oh, girl
If you wanna be my friend
And we can live the story tale to the end
Come away with me now
Come away, away
Let's plan out a way
Baby, on a perfect getaway
Girl, let's go, let's go
Come on, come on, come on, on, on
To the island, girl
Yeah-eh
Oh, girl, today is the perfect day out, oh, oh, oh, oh
And you look like you're havin' fun, hey, baby
(Sunshine in the girl)
See, there's no need to be unhappy, oh, no, no, no
I'll keep you excited, we're in the island, girl
Whatever you make it, it's only, yeah, yeah
If you wanna be my friend
We can live the story tale to the end
Come away with me now
Come away, away
Let's plan out a way
Baby, on a perfect getaway
Let's go, let's go
Come on, come on, come on
To the island, girl, yeah
Would you be my tropical girl?
Yeah, beautiful, girl you always stayin' on me mind
I dig the way you shook your body, ooh, you superfine
If you think you got me gone, then you right by that, girl
I admit you got me crazy and I want you in my world
We can walk right on the [Incomprehensible], walk into our favorite song
Take a dip into the ocean, baby, it's been too long
Since I had this much good time with my tropical girl
You so wonderful, girl, be my tropical girl
Let's plan out a way
Baby, on a perfect getaway
Let's go
Come on, come on, come on
Be my tropical girl
Let's plan out a way
Baby, on a perfect getaway
Let's go, let's go
Come on, come on, come on
Be my tropical girl
Girl, be my tropical girl?
Be my tropical girl
Come on, come on
Be my tropical girl
Yeah, yeah

As the day goes on
I grow tired
The voice is constant
It is constant
Visibly in my head
I can't get a word said
Constantly in my brain
I think i'm going insane
But i'm sick of your morals
I'm sick of them
(sick of them)
I'm sick of your morals
I'm sick of them
(sick of them)
I'm sick of your morals
I'm sick of them
(sick of them)
But i'm sick of your morals
I'm sick of them
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
My mother told me what to do today
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
My mother told me what to do today
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
My mother told me what to do today
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
My mother told me what to do today
Hey hey
Hey hey
Hey hey
As the day goes on
I grow tired
The voice is constant
It is constant
Visibly in my head
I can't get a word said
Constantly in my brain
I think i'm going insane
But i'm sick of your morals
I'm sick of them
(sick of them)
I'm sick of your morals
I'm sick of them
(sick of them)
I'm sick of your morals
I'm sick of them
(sick of them)
But i'm sick of your morals
I'm sick of them
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
My mother told me what to do today
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
My mother told me what to do today
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
My mother told me what to do today
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma
My mother told me what to do today
Hey hey
Hey hey

You've been welcomed to my rocky island. It's tropical. Meet my boyfriend and his name is Nelson. He's tropical.
He's tropical. Come on Nelson, it's time to swim. Come on Nelson, it's time to swim.
Playing keyboards is my monkey Pedro. He's tropical. He's a chimpanzee.

[Chorus: x4]
Chevy paint tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them callin Fema, cause my chopper on Katrina spray
[Verse 1:]
I bear arms, literally bare arms
30 inch air don, G4, we call it air fun
Plus, I got some killas over there and over there for em
My partna couldn't make it, I'm a put one in your hair for him.
32 inches and the rims come in rare form
My partnas on the block know I love em and I care for em
I remember we was in the blood, sellin heron
Shawty caught a charge, nigga, trust me, I was there for him
Somebody say a prayer for him
I never overlook ya'll
The shit ya doin uptown is like a preseason in football
People tellin me I'm bein wise buy some Rarri's
I said "or jump, I'm gonna go and get my chopper"
I ain't scared, I'm ridin around bumpin Cyndi Lauper
Bout to stop at Burger King and get me a Whopper
Niggas just mad cause my rims so whopper
Plus it's Grand Hustle, ya'll never could stop us.
[Chorus: x4]
Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them callin Fema, cause my chopper on Katrina spray
[Verse 2:]
I love killings are passionate
Murders are immaculate
Acute angle, shoot at a nigga, cause I'll rackulate
Bullets to the front of your head, and blow out the back of it
36 ounces, now let's see what I can stack of it
I am not average, more like maverick
One niper slug and a prayer, that's what I battle with
Manslaughter, shawty droppin niggas like cattle shit
Like snakes, I rattle it, killins for no matter
In the hood on that old batter batter shit
Bitch try to rob me, like a heart they on that saddle shit
Die Another Day, James Bond, ya'll see me
No hoes drunk cause I'm in the Aston Martini
I walk up in the mall, 20 large and branini bitch
Penthouse at the 12, 90-inch screen tv bitch
Bitches goin crazy just cause they see me on tv bitch
My Chevy paint Tropical, niggas can't see me bitch!
[Chorus: x8]
Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them callin Fema, cause my chopper on Katrina spray

I want to be tropical and find all my powers
move to Hawaii and die in the flowers
I will meet the destroyer
She will take me in
become my employer, and then I will win
I might be forgiven
it's not impossible
it's only nature
it's only natural
I wait beside the Savior with a number and a burn
I wait beside the Savior for the serpent to return
because nothing is sacred we pray to the sand
wait for my replacement then I am damned
I want to be tropical and find all my powers