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Lemonade (feat. Tyga)

Danity Kane

R&B/Soul

151.392 Shazams

Songtexte

Love it when I'm flexin' up in my car Door swing, open from my passenger Look up in the mirror, fix my mascara People wanna know who the hell is her Drop top, ridin' in my Coupe Deville I stay mobbing in my hooptie still Rattle in the trunk when I play the track Swerve to the left, yelling, "holla back" O-o-ooh, these haters got a sour ass look upon their face Lemonade, lemonade Lemonade, lemonade O-o-ooh, they lookin' so thirsty, might just need a drink Lemonade, lemonade Lemonade, lemonade I feel your eyes on me I like how it feels I hope that you enjoy your five But I'll take it from here I'm late to the party, but I'm always on time Misunderstood, but I'm always on your mind Who cares if we turn up every night The top down when we pull up at the light Don't listen to what nobody say So loud, I can't hear nobody say nothing I wish you would say something While me and my girls is stuntin' Ain't no problems here See, I'm just trying to have me a good time O-o-ooh, these haters got a sour ass look upon their face Lemonade, lemonade Lemonade, lemonade O-o-ooh, they lookin' so thirsty, might just need a drink Lemonade, lemonade Lemonade, lemonade I'm rockin' my sunnies To block all this shade We over here setting up shop Slingin' lemonade I'm late to the party, but I'm always on time Misbehaving, always up to no good Who cares if we turn up every night The top down when we pull up at the light Don't listen to what nobody say So loud, I can't hear nobody say nothing I wish you would say something While me and my girls is stuntin' Ain't no problems here See, I'm just trying to have me a good time O-o-ooh, these haters got a sour ass look upon their face Lemonade, lemonade Lemonade, lemonade O-o-ooh, they lookin' so thirsty, might just need a drink Lemonade, lemonade Lemonade, lemonade What you mad for? Is it me or nah? The ice in my charm, baguette no flaws I'm daddy T-Raww, trips 'round the world I'm open arms to adore you, my chick's spoiled Be loyal, lord I'm royal Whippin' that Wraith, catch a case if they try follow She top dollar, no advance, already got it Intoxicated, faded How we got home? Glad we made it I know they hate it, smirk on their faces Blue in the face, smurf faces What I do for you? More than a bank statement What she do for me? You know that tongue crazy Mmm, I like that, I like that I'm so serious, she get serious Might bite that, don't bite that I like that, go light that Come right back, she right back Oh, you mad my chick bad? O-o-ooh, these haters got a sour ass look upon their face Lemonade, lemonade Lemonade, lemonade O-o-ooh, they lookin' so thirsty, might just need a drink Lemonade, lemonade Lemonade, lemonade
Writer(s): Ray Romulus, Michael Lloyd Hamilton, Ray Charles Ii Mccullough, Rosina Russell, Terrence Thornton, Gene Elliot Jr. Thornton, Chad Hugo, Jonathan James Yip, Jeremy L. Reeves, Michael Stevenson, Pharrell L. Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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