Island Girl

She a island girl (She a island girl)
She a island girl (She a island girl)
Board a boat to Barbados and bring back a island girl
Silky skin, she wanna get it in
Oh na na, cousin to Rihanna
Tryna make a tape, she'll shoot a panorama, yeah
Wuk up, she told me wake up
Wukking in the club, she had poured a double cup
Started sipping on that Henny
She had been here for a minute
In her bag and independent
She don't get enough love

Tryna escape, she tryna make a way
The heavy weight been sitting on her shoulders
She just wanted love, yeah
She just wanted trust, yeah
They treat her like a scrub, yeah
See she a rude girl
She don't need a boo girl
She'll shoot the new girl
Raising hell for you girl
Cause they didn't wanna love her
They didn't wanna trust her
They treat her like a scrub, yeah

She a island girl (She a island girl)
Best believe she'll change your world
(She'll change your world)
Cause she a island girl

Board a boat to Barbados and bring back a island girl
Silky skin, she wanna get it in
Oh na na, cousin to Rihanna
Tryna make a tape, she'll shoot a panorama, yeah
Wuk up, she told me wake up
Wukking in the club, she had poured a double cup
Started sipping on that Henny
She had been here for a minute
In her bag and independent
She don't get enough love

She got a body, but she don't brag, yeah
She got a habit of popping tags, yeah
Didn't have a daddy to spoil her bad, yeah
She count on clowns to give her gas, yeah
Aye, you wanted real, I showed you real
You got the realest now, you fucked with lames
They gave you hell cause that's what you allowed
They rowed your boat and gave you coats and left you feeling foul
Didn't have no guidance from your daddy so you fucked with clowns
Aye, you fucked with clowns
But you got the realest now
Aye, you got the realest now

Board a boat to Barbados and bring back a island girl
Silky skin, she wanna get it in
Oh na na, cousin to Rihanna
Tryna make a tape, she'll shoot a panorama, yeah
Wuk up, she told me wake up
Wukking in the club, she had poured a double cup
Started sipping on that Henny
She had been here for a minute
In her bag and independent
She don't get enough love



Credits
Writer(s): Amber Johnson
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