Uploaded January 2021 | Updated September 2026, 6 hours ago
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Discord Server: discord.gg/ZXCy9MgdYX
Lyrics:
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a jazzy lil' bitch
Nothin' get past me, lil' bitch
Don't want me no average lil' bitch
Want me a savage lil' bitch, huh
Ass fat, it's overweight, ayy
She been riding on my wave, huh
Take her on a dinner date
Tell her just sit on my face, huh, yes, ooh
Her boyfriend run the bando
While I'm runnin' out the back door
Yes, I am the wiz', huh
I want a tropical bitch, huh
Got me a tropical bitch, huh
Ass, fat, shit, huh
Got me a tropical bitch huh
Ass, fat, shit
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
Exotic, my bitch from the tropical
Guide her with choppas through, optional
Showout, there's rooms at the hospital, optional
Physical, necklace is bad for your optical
Visual, optional, optional
Abstinence, celibacy
Sell her pussy on accident (optional)
She sell a bit when she prostitute (optional)
Dick so good, make her beg for it (hey)
I lick so good, make her pay for it
Pull a stack out like wait for it
Throw it in the air like rainforest, pouring
Tropical, tropical, these niggas not on my altitude
Longitude, latitude, whats with the long face and attitude?
Flex like it's no other option to
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I left my bitch for dope, I'm fuckin' with a better bitch
She love to cook food and she love to suck dick
She love to sip lean and she love to bust straps
I'ma have to take it easy, let lil' shorty do my hits, yeah
Cookin' up that white, I got it lookin' like some grits
I never sniff that work unless it's off Rihanna tits
'Less it's off Selena tits
'Less it's off Beyoncé tits
We can't front them boys no work
Callin' up he need a brick
Callin' up I need a 6
Juggin' at the Motel Six
I was smokin' loaded sticks
Fuck my bitch while watchin' flicks
I can't go no low, thats it
Fuck you mean we talkin' chips?
Hot like takis when I spit
Eyes real low, no Tokyo drift
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
Instagram: instagram.com/e.x.t.c
Discord Server: discord.gg/ZXCy9MgdYX
Lyrics:
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a jazzy lil' bitch
Nothin' get past me, lil' bitch
Don't want me no average lil' bitch
Want me a savage lil' bitch, huh
Ass fat, it's overweight, ayy
She been riding on my wave, huh
Take her on a dinner date
Tell her just sit on my face, huh, yes, ooh
Her boyfriend run the bando
While I'm runnin' out the back door
Yes, I am the wiz', huh
I want a tropical bitch, huh
Got me a tropical bitch, huh
Ass, fat, shit, huh
Got me a tropical bitch huh
Ass, fat, shit
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
Exotic, my bitch from the tropical
Guide her with choppas through, optional
Showout, there's rooms at the hospital, optional
Physical, necklace is bad for your optical
Visual, optional, optional
Abstinence, celibacy
Sell her pussy on accident (optional)
She sell a bit when she prostitute (optional)
Dick so good, make her beg for it (hey)
I lick so good, make her pay for it
Pull a stack out like wait for it
Throw it in the air like rainforest, pouring
Tropical, tropical, these niggas not on my altitude
Longitude, latitude, whats with the long face and attitude?
Flex like it's no other option to
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I left my bitch for dope, I'm fuckin' with a better bitch
She love to cook food and she love to suck dick
She love to sip lean and she love to bust straps
I'ma have to take it easy, let lil' shorty do my hits, yeah
Cookin' up that white, I got it lookin' like some grits
I never sniff that work unless it's off Rihanna tits
'Less it's off Selena tits
'Less it's off Beyoncé tits
We can't front them boys no work
Callin' up he need a brick
Callin' up I need a 6
Juggin' at the Motel Six
I was smokin' loaded sticks
Fuck my bitch while watchin' flicks
I can't go no low, thats it
Fuck you mean we talkin' chips?
Hot like takis when I spit
Eyes real low, no Tokyo drift
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch
I need a tropical bitch, I need a tropical bitch







![DJ Scheme & Ski Mask the Slump God - E-ER ft. Danny Towers & Lil Yachty (BASS BOOST)
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/extcmusic/
Lyrics:
Yall rocking with DJ Scheme, lil bitch
Im sippin tea, beat what I eat
Kicked up the feet, no Assassins Creed
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Good reflexes like you knocked at the knee
Accept defeat, you, I delete
My boots from Greece made with feathers from geese
Counting loose leaf with the face of deceased
Count up the bread, count up the yeast
This is for my nemesis, white folk
If you pull up, then yourе dead, uh-uh, rifle
We gon cross him likе the symbol on a Bible
Call him Spongebob cause he movin life without a spinal, huh
Never not woke, my gland pineal
On the patio fucking Princesss peach, Mario
Yellow Louis V overalls on me, look like Wario
On the mic, Im an animal, hit the cardio through audio
If you want beef, capisce (Hahaha)
Smokin on tree, hashish (Yow)
She said, No, dont leave
Baby, Im oh-so green (Whats that shit cause it better not be)
We got Dracs, sticks, all type of blicks (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Blood on my back, dont get caught in a blitz (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Chopsticks, got me a pick (Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh)
Steppin on shit, put my foot in a brick (Eeh)
[Interlude: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Fuck you mean? (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup)
Huh, oh, Im ready (Haha)
Yuh (Oh, shit), yuh
Im in the land of the lost, now Im chill, Jack Frost
Yeah, my conscience like Constantine, that hot sauce
Jack Skellington limbs cause Im known to pop off
And Im one with the force, so this saber is my sword
Got the dick tucked in like RuPaul
Two bananas and a boat in the U-Haul (Huh)
And the dope look sick like Wuhan
Nother brick comin in from Tucson (Racks)
I was too piffed up when a nigga walked in
I was servin up bricks at a low end (White)
I got too much boof stuffed in my pants (Huh, huh, huh, huh-huh-huh)
I could probably fuck around, build a snowman (Huh-huh-huh, huh-huh-huh)
And its stone, no Mason, say Im chillin with your bitch
Its for him and her like Rozan
Cause this shit go down when a nigga get wet
Shouldve never put your life in a ho hands
If you want beef, capisce (Hahaha)
Smokin on tree, hashish (Yow)
She said, No, dont leave
Baby, Im oh-so green (Whats that shit cause it better not be)
We got Dracs, sticks, all type of blicks (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Blood on my back, dont get caught in a blitz (Ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Chopsticks, got me a pick (Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh)
Steppin on shit, put my foot in a brick (Eeh)
Kick a bitch to the curb if she dont speak with manners (Hee, hee)
My house sit alone behind gates by the manor (Hee, hee)
My new hoes look whiter than Carlos Santana (Hee, hee)
My bitch from the hood, mamas hustled on camera (Hee, go)
School from the seventies
Couldve been dropped by the first time I signed for my boy
That was English like city of Oxford
Just finessed some pussy, I need me an Oscar
I thought I want kids til I sat by a toddler
Recorded two hits in one hour at Doppler (Two)
I walk in my house naked holding my chopper (Frrt)
We do the same shit, we change names just like soccer
My jewelry box looking like Davy Jones locker
I want Addison Rae to become my doctor and check on my privates (Woo)
Put her in a skirt and a scarf like a pilot
He didnt make it past the first clip like a pilot (Frrt)
Im sick, I need medicine before I riot
My bitch pussy sweet, it help with my diet
Cant go off the label, boy, I gotta eye it
I gotta smell, I gotta taste it
Haha, hahaha, yaow, frrt (On God, slatt)
Whats this, whats this?
Whats that shit cause it better not be
Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh, eeh (Go)
Eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh, eeh (Slatt, damn)
Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup
Hahaha, oh shi DJ Scheme & Ski Mask the Slump God - E-ER ft. Danny Towers & Lil Yachty (BASS BOOST)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Ok-uT34tP2Q/mqdefault.jpg)


