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take me back - the rondo brothers lyrics

[verse 1: daryl, vinnie]
flew in from strong islands cc jet wildin’
spittin’ on a cut by rondo brothers in the islands
cold profiling on the tune in the highlands
gettin’ mad laid just for frequent flyer miles and
it’s planted, you see goddammit
suckas can’t bottle my style so they tries to can it
keep my eyes on the prize young hawaiian eyes and thighs
get em in the hammock on that new york city vibes
i met a b*tch named leilani in hawaii
she said i wouldn’t kick it in her hut and i said “try me”
pineapple wine up in the cooler
a tan bright one, cardboard city clique up on the coolеr
i met this young model hawaiian chick
quickly ambitious what she could do with thе d*ck (*kissing noise*)
she said, “come to the luau, my cousins will smoke you out
take a walk by the pool*ow, then i’ll take your ass to school*ow

[hook: daryl and vinnie]
take me back to islands, ticket in my pocket
put me on a plane, no a rocket
hawaiian broads, they get the best of me
with my golden*brown birdie by the deep blue sea

[verse 2: vinnie, daryl]
so how the f*ck can you deny me
when the cardboard city clique runs up inside hawaii
try me, it’s frightening inside, g
f*ckin natives backwards with planet on the fly b
always luke*warm but she made it mad hot (hot)
took her to the beach and got chitty on the rocks (rocks)
got scratches on our backs from the corals in the tides
she called me white boy cause i still had on my socks
dumbstrucken how many hoes i groped, f*cked
to how me like bb bangin broads by the dumptruck
took a piece oahu back to ny*i
had leilani riding fingers all the way back to li
this sh*t was just like the blue lagoon
made native*style love under the stars and the moon too
we was talkin’ ’bout our next rendezvous
back in new york city, st. marks avenue
[hook: daryl and vinnie]
take me back to islands, ticket in my pocket
put me on a plane, no a rocket
hawaiian broads, they get the best of me
with my golden*brown birdie by the deep blue sea

take me back to islands, ticket in my pocket
put me on a plane, no a rocket
hawaiian broads, they get the best of me
with my golden*brown birdie by the deep blue sea (yeah)

take me back to islands, ticket in my pocket (to the islands, yo, yo)
put me on a plane, no a rocket (cardboard city, rondo brothers)
hawaiian broads, they get the best of me (long island, san francisco)
with my golden*brown birdie by the deep blue sea (long island)

[outro]
what, what, what
good thing it never happened
always luke*warm but she made it luke*hot haha

- the rondo brothers lyrics

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