PIÑA COLADA / LAS PALMAS

[Part I: PIÑA COLADA]

Myke Towers, baby
Eh, ey, uh-huh, ah
Uh-huh

You’ve got a sad face, what did they do to you?
I’m always on the dance floor, but for you, I’ll stay in
The weather’s perfect, the sky is clear
I know there are others in line, but I prefer you

Pour some liquor in the piña colada
I’m not leaving the island, even if it’s crowded
Oh, fuck it all, baby, I don’t know anything
If you want, I’ll give you everything for the weekend
Pour some liquor in the piña colada
I’m not leaving the island, even if it’s crowded
Oh, fuck it all, baby, I don’t know anything
If you want, I’ll give you everything for the weekend

I love how you move
I’ll swing by for you at 9 tomorrow
The vibe is already through the roof
She always wants to tone it down when it rains
Add a little more alcohol if you can
You’ll get hooked when you try me
I always get heated with the homies
She’s not shy, she says she’s down
She gets anxious if I nibble on the cherry
For the enemies, I’ve got a semi
Even for the beach, I’ve got it on me
I’m on fire, babe, like the phoenix

Pour some liquor in the piña colada
I’ve been wanting this for a while now
Baby, you know the season has arrived
Pour some liquor in the piña colada
I’m not leaving the island, even if it’s crowded
Oh, fuck it all, baby, I don’t know anything
If you want, I’ll give you everything for the weekend

[Part II: THE PALMS]

Coconut, passion fruit, pineapple
What if we go to the shade?
There’s a palm tree there

Let’s do it under the palms
Just seeing those coconuts makes me want it
After the storm comes the calm
I’m smoking a cigar from Havana

Thinking about your skin, getting heated
I know she’s loyal, but she slipped up
I invited her to a cocktail, she didn’t say no
She ordered me to break her

And I said: Let’s do it under the palms
Just seeing those coconuts makes me want it
After the storm comes the calm
I’m smoking a cigar from Havana

To get the vibe up
I met her in Miami, but she’s from Cuba
Why don’t you run away with me?
She calls me daddy, wants me to be her sugar
How long did it take to heat you up, how long did it take to get here?
When I call you, it’s to pick you up, we can do it again in the Caribbean
Today the sunset is orange
If I were you, I’d turn off my phone
With you, I want to rock in the hammock
I’m at your mercy
When it comes pouring down, I’ll do it again
She wants to quench her thirst
I didn’t lose faith, I prayed to have you
When you arrived, all the bad went away

Let’s do it under the palms
Just seeing those coconuts makes me want it
After the storm comes the calm
I’m smoking a cigar from Havana

Thinking about your skin, getting heated
I know she’s loyal, but she slipped up
I invited her to a cocktail, she didn’t say no
She ordered me to break her

Let’s do it under–