Chris Travis - Tropical Lyrics






Bitch I'm looking tropical
I feel like I'm unstoppable
Water boys running shit, we drowning all obstacles
Can't tell me shit, bitch, anything is possible
Everybody know that I got hoes like a garden tool

Bitch I'm looking tropical
I feel like I'm unstoppable
Water boys running shit, we drowning all obstacles
Can't tell me shit, bitch, anything is possible
Everybody know that I got hoes like a garden tool

Bitch I'm back like I never left. Can I come through?
I don't give a fuck, let me in nigga, make room
Bad bitches at my shows, in my hotel rooms
Niggas want war, hollow shells to his damn tomb
Fuck what you sayin'
I got faith in the plan
To get rich as I can
Million dollars in my hand
Real niggas understand
Everything [?] possible
Can't love a ho
Fuck a ho, I'm droppin' em
Niggas on my dick
Why you don't do [?]
Bitch this my life and you niggas not living it
Fucking all these hoes, I ain't learn to keep my dick in yet
Yeah I love women, but two bitches I ain't with this shit
Thank God every day feels like I ain't missed a blessing yeah
Young Kenshin winning, fuck like they nigga that's a bet
Girls love to swim to my music just get em wet
Girls love sex, and I do, I leave the pussy drenched

Bitch I'm looking tropical
I feel like I'm unstoppable
Water boys running shit, we drowning all obstacles
Can't tell me shit, bitch, anything is possible
Everybody know that I got hoes like a garden tool

Bitch I'm looking tropical
I feel like I'm unstoppable
Water boys running shit, we drowning all obstacles
Can't tell me shit, bitch, anything is possible
Everybody know that I got hoes like a garden tool

Sippin' on that drank
Leave me alone, let a nigga think
Money in my bank, feelin good, eating rice and steak
You don't want the business, lil nigga, stay out the way
Crooked rich nigga, hell yeah, nigga crime pays
Blunt and my cup, got a nigga sitting sideways
Hell yeah boy, that's your bitch up at my place
Told her Imma murk her and she let you know where I stay
This rap shit is easy, all I gotta do is entertain
Bitch I do this shit, you niggas must be out your brains
Flow hella crazy, on the beat I swear I go insane
Smoking semi heat, so you know it's time to kill your brains
Hidden in the mist, water boys bitch we make it rain
Fuck a nigga mean, smoking kush, talk [?]
Bands in my pockets, fuck I look like with a damn chain?
Big diamond crystal rocks
Bitch that's worth my damn name
Fuck everybody let me do my motherfucking thing





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  1. M.... S....

    this junk bumps!

    M.... S....

    lethal magic junt*

  2. b.... ....

    Evvvery body know I got hoes like a garden tool🌊🌊

  3. J.... J....

    No comments or views? Wtf this a classic

    J.... J....

    Jason Jones im sayin

    J.... J....

    Lol i too

    J.... J....

    Riggh my nigga this a real living legend