Biscayne
Cruising down Biscayne
Ain't worried bout a goddamn thing
Cupid two shots one arrow
Now we both got love on the brain
Now we both getting hot propane
Wild gyal she nuh wanna be tamed
Riding down the free way
Do what ever she say
Think I lost all my home training
What is this feeling you got over me
Rock paper scissors we playing for keeps
Make me feel young just like elementary
But she ain't a child no more
Said she wouldn't get wild no more
We should take some time to get away
Pack our bags and have our own spring break
Bus or plane don't matter what we take
Long as we find our way to Biscayne
Worship the earth in the city where she come from
And when she twerk it sounds like bidi bidi bom bom
And when she wine I swear to God it blows my mind
That energy feel kin to me its so divine
I know you wanna party
Party like it's your birthday
I'm gone off this Bacardi
I want you in the worst way
She got me feeling godly think I might just hit a diddy pop
Afro Latina queen tings just like Nitty Scott
And when she pull up the whole fucking city stop
And when she wine pon mi she make them titties pop
I love her and her nails and her waist line
Her favorite time of day is when we pon di FaceTime
Ain't worry bout my girl ain't gotta chase mine
I beat dat kitty from the back just like a baseline
But oh you got to slow it down
Oh you got to slow it down
We should take some time to get away
Pack our bags and have our own spring break
Bus or plane don't matter what we take
Long as we find our way to Biscayne
Ain't worried bout a goddamn thing
Cupid two shots one arrow
Now we both got love on the brain
Now we both getting hot propane
Wild gyal she nuh wanna be tamed
Riding down the free way
Do what ever she say
Think I lost all my home training
What is this feeling you got over me
Rock paper scissors we playing for keeps
Make me feel young just like elementary
But she ain't a child no more
Said she wouldn't get wild no more
We should take some time to get away
Pack our bags and have our own spring break
Bus or plane don't matter what we take
Long as we find our way to Biscayne
Worship the earth in the city where she come from
And when she twerk it sounds like bidi bidi bom bom
And when she wine I swear to God it blows my mind
That energy feel kin to me its so divine
I know you wanna party
Party like it's your birthday
I'm gone off this Bacardi
I want you in the worst way
She got me feeling godly think I might just hit a diddy pop
Afro Latina queen tings just like Nitty Scott
And when she pull up the whole fucking city stop
And when she wine pon mi she make them titties pop
I love her and her nails and her waist line
Her favorite time of day is when we pon di FaceTime
Ain't worry bout my girl ain't gotta chase mine
I beat dat kitty from the back just like a baseline
But oh you got to slow it down
Oh you got to slow it down
We should take some time to get away
Pack our bags and have our own spring break
Bus or plane don't matter what we take
Long as we find our way to Biscayne
Credits
Writer(s): Amaru, Cordell Mimms
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