Hear the Devil callin', I can hear 'em
It's like I get chills down my spine when I'm near him
Mad I'm a tad too bad, I don't fear 'em
I don't need the preachers, I'm the high priestess
Everywhere I go I get "Hi nice to meet you"
Bitches know I be stiff, I'm the fashionista
And they know I stay around the white like a groom
Look up in the sky I see somebody on a broom
I think I'm gettin' ha-high, ha-high on my own supply
Yellin RASTA-FARI when I'm ridin' by
See I used to be the wife of a king
Back when I was smugglin' them things in the bing
Now that I'm a boss bitch, it's a win-win
Come to Mr. Chow's or meet me in Chin-Chin
Now I get cha-ching and my name bells ring
Oops I mean my name ring bells, ding ding

I'm in Jamaica with them keys under palm trees
The Leprechaun sees what my palm reads
And if my heart seize, please call my aunties
I think them girls tellin', I hear them boys yellin'

I'm in Jamaica with them keys under palm trees
The Leprechaun sees what my palm reads
And if my heart seize, please call my aunties
I think them girls tellin', I hear them boys yellin'

Get down, get down, get down down
Get d- get down, get down, get down down
Get down, get down, get down down (boys yellin')
Get down, get down on the ground
Get down, get down on the ground

Man, fuck a PO,
And fuck a CO,
'bout to set it off like Cleo
Mad they done tapped my trio
Begged my skio,
Heard the bitch lyin' like Leo
Anyway, I'm the ninja
Kawasaki blazin'
In a kimono, konichiwa to the Asians
I kick, kick, kick it like I'm Bruce Lee's son
So all of that yellin' in the street soon done
'Cause if I take my ski mask off, then I'm dumbin'
The young Chaka Khan, yes, I am every woman
And I am about that coke, not what'cha put the rum in
Say a little prayer, tell the Lord that I'm comin' (comin')

I'm in Jamaica with them keys under palm trees
The Leprechaun sees what my palm reads
And if my heart seize, please call my aunties
I think them girls tellin', I hear them boys yellin' (boys yellin')

I'm in Jamaica with them keys under palm trees
The Leprechaun sees what my palm reads
And if my heart seize, please call my aunties
I think them girls tellin', I hear them boys yellin' (boys yellin')

Can you hear them yellin'
Comin' for me, comin' for me
Comin' for me, comin' for me, comin' for me


Lyrics submitted by AshleyRose

Keys Under Palm Trees Lyrics as written by Onika Maraj

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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