Tropical the island breeze All of nature wild and free This is where I long to be La isla bonita And when the samba played The sun would set so high Ring through my ears and sting my eyes Your Spanish lullaby Last night I dreamt of San Pedro

Devil's here to fool ya Teach me how to pray And we can do drugs and we can smoke weed and we can drink whiskey Yeah we can get high and we can get stoned And we can sniff glue and we can do E and we can drop acid Forever be lost with no way home Yeah we

Let's put that boot to the pedal, aw, that pedal to the metal We ain't gotta settle for the same old sames It's called leaving for a reason, mistakes are made for making We don't know which hell we go Roads we've never taken Bucket seats, bucket lists

I realize, that I'm feelin' it Kissed the girls, made them cry Why you gangsta, all the time? Though sometimes, I can deal with it It's a love and hate relationship That's a thug's nature (That's a nigga nature) Thuggin life, and gettin' high but that's

Hey, hey, hey My baby needs me I was born in Lil' Rock Had a childhood sweetheart We were always hand in hand I wore hightop shoes and shirt tails Suzy was in pig tails I know I loved her even then You know my papa disapproved it My mama boohooed it

We were made to love Have a seat here for you You was in for me too High! High! High! Made for love Oh I never seen anything It much more then you and me Extraordinary see Oh I never loved

If you don't know, don't know what you're missing now Dixie Highway to Detroit city Take off a Friday and do your hair up pretty Hard hillbilly, mow town row Song so good you drive just to listen Yeah, you don't know, hah! Car's made of soul and

Pretty little face, get a little high Mother of the Earth, she made you and I And there goes, a black girl, lost A young wild beautiful love child You like them thug style link rockin, then mink coppin Hit you on the sink a hundred dollar drink poppin

And I can't take this Keep talking while I'm walking away You can say what you have to say 'Cause my mind's made up anyway Lets go ya'll These people are running off at the mouth Trying to convince me that I'm running on empty Trying to convince

(Yeah aye, hold on, babe) Baby would you save me? Been thinkin' bout it lately Oh, baby, baby, baby Hold on, babe Got some habits, I can't keep them The same ones that made you hate me Ho-oh, smokin' potent, high as nose hair