my favorite I love the islands, that's my escapism They relax me, that ocean The weather, I love humidity I love the sand, I love the palm trees I love
't fucking take it, hahahahah Come on, man haha haha There's no ouhahahat Showed up at your high school prom With an axe in my motherfucking palm And
a ringtone, that's a jam I see shit the average nigga don't see I bang Brazil broads under the palm tree Just convinced her to skip town, just her and
Parallel world of crab niggas and sea shells mix I pierce my dick and sword right through you pelvics I'm hell stricken bomb, wrapped in trees of palm
Passengers please stand by Back, back, back, back to the middle It's a miracle, I've escaped alive In the freeze I'm dreaming of the palm trees On the
the line My valentine Just like Roman Holiday A princess and a schemer Killing an ordinary day Any way they choose Back in Hollywood Convertibles and palm trees
subtractor The actual nist gets broke like a wish And marrow bones stay parrow in my zone like shadows Niggaz is clones, blast off the iron palm, you
evergreen trees and we rolled just like the water along the veins of its leaves and we traced our memories into the shape of a map inside the palms of
him. it had escaped through his eyes, reacting with the cigarette smoke and the fluorescent lights and slowly accumulating into a sagging mass. He ran his dripping palm
had escaped through his eyes, reacting with the cigarette smoke and the fluorescent lights and slowly accumulating into a sagging mass. He ran his dripping palm
every tree trunks made of third rails with tourniquet branches and i learned to walk with an anchor in my back pocket and man i read palms during even
Reading magazines and counting sheep to pass the time away Hoping that tomorrow's gonna bring a smile back home again Images of palm tree's swaying in
't get too comfortable you ain't gon be here too long G's get locked up and die Most lie in they own surreal home Trust the tree on the map This one
but Christmas is more work than fun He needs a vacation from bad decorations and snow Mr. Claus has escape plans, a secret that only he knows Beaches and palm trees
more work than fun He needs a vacation from bad decorations and snow Mr. Claus has escape plans, a secret that only he knows Beaches and palm trees
of fading stars and a legacy of clouds Obliterate the Sunday, the glass is out of reach The heat was low, relief you'll find a palm tree in your sleep
confusion and hardship But it never matters 'Cause I'm doing it all for you And I know as I search these wide open spaces You wait under a palm tree At
I tilt bottles up in the club, fuckin with dick models Dick throbbin, Haley's comet, 2G will ever aristotle Extort cream near the Fort Green, Cali palm trees
