Monty C. Benjamin - Tropics lyrics

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Monty C. Benjamin - Tropics lyrics

[Verse 1:Monty C. Benjamin] I said mama Hold ya head Just like a lacefront Your son on now No more second guessing Great impressions From my songs now All while Tagging every show i do On instagram I'm on the road Im tripping f**ing Harder than a skrillex fan You know And if you don't Then please come get aquainted with the Michelangelo That's damn near broke But when i paint a picture Thinking bigger This be food for thought Come bring yo apron wit ya For you and you friends Minus the David Schwimmer I'm ridiculous Me at the top The bottom is a no go See my point of view If not I'll film it on a GoPro If you put me in a box Ill break through it be mobile Now it's looking like bedrock And won't stop till all my people [Hook] IN THE TROPICS Sandy beaches No more mopping No more sweeping We got maids for the weekend all these fishes look exotic Man I won't stop until we got it Man [Verse 2:Monty C. Benjamin] I won't stop til it's Hawaii Honolulu Every weekend See the view through Every window So official Look way better than a youtube Like for real And some hoes out Side and hit em with aloha It ain't ain't work But sh** we tried Might even Go see Kauai Rolling (x2) With my guys That's a double meaning f**ing genius Hold it I been high For no f**ing reason Like a secret meeting With cud-i I meant cudi But you get it Got a maid to handle ironing & dishes Let's go swimming later on I got empty bottles of patron That had turned into some Full fledged songs I been writing so long Since 05' mondern day problem I was turnt up back then Like Kanye collar I done drunk So damn much Im a bombay scholar A ciroc connoisseur Man im faded for sure And i been on everything Like im Troy McClure You may remember me From being pa**ed out on the shore Think that Maui Got a hold of me Influenced my poetry From bagging up the groceries To all inclusive overseas Im living like im supposed to be Didn't go to college But won't stop until My sk**s are hella polished And my people [Hook] IN THE TROPICS Sandy beaches No more mopping No more sweeping We got maids for the weekendall these fishes look exotic Man Man i won't stop until we got it

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