Witch Doctor Island Koneelalee lyrics

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Island Koneelalee by Witch Doctor Island Koneelalee lyrics Duh duh daaaa duuuuh duuh Every man, come to the Island [Chorus] To the Island Koneelalee, baddest bitches that you ever wanna see Island Koneelalee, baddest bitches that you ever wanna see Uh, EJ on a Monday, the day after Sunday Desert island we travel to, such a fun day There some girls there, it�s like a whole world there I first saw her dance in a holy temple To a piano instrumental Her people watched her every move I sat and watched, damn, she makes me wanna drool I want to take you to a new school The doctor�s got a new set of rules Cool? Smile, shorty got a lotta And I just knew it, it was something Godly about her Could it be a virgin, nah Pretty little Persian looking something else with it Ah, almost like candy when you bit it She had a look that said come widdit, I won�t forget it Island Konee�, my first time there I knew I�d be back, this little chick had some flair Loooonnnng hair I�m thinking I�m looking at a Goddess when I glare Pure thoughts, body, her soul is with God You see you want to be a part in her life Make her one of my first wives She�ll be my only every night when the moon flies Explore the mind every other hour Godly nigga grows a woman like a flower No more Seven-Thirty-One, Silver Fox Your spot where your freaky freaks flock One day I might just travel back to that island Hope that little old Persian is smiling [Chorus] I wanna see you in a long T-shirt But you be tripping, girl, while I�m spitting, girl Night time, dim the lights, I�m fin to hit you up right No cost, let me take your long T-shirt off Naw, keep it on, one last look before I start this love jones One on one, nobody else in sight Fuck going to that Blue Flame tonight Your game is tight, blood rushing to my head Every time I see them legs, plus them thighs And I won�t even hide it Passing you by make my heart beat fast You sexy ass, with your long T-shirt Plus you�re real groovy in your business skirt It�s gonna, gonna really really hurt When I stick it in, mix it in On this island, dancers onstage The most beautiful women of all shades They here from Brazil, Jamaica, Texas Chicks with cheese in they Lexus Like Atlanta�s breeze I like em wild With only meeee Able to see some shit other niggas can�t see Island Koneelalee Badder than all y�all skinny models on TV Island Koneelalee, baddest bitches that you ever wanna see Island Koneelalee, every man should wanna come see

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