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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tinashe
Tinashe
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Jacob King
Alexander Jacob King
Songwriter
Brian Bates
Brian Bates
Songwriter
Michael McCall
Michael McCall
Songwriter
Tinashe Kachingwe
Tinashe Kachingwe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Boston
Boston
Producer
Killah B
Killah B
Producer

Lyrics

Alright, we got another beautiful day here in sunny Los Angeles, California Let's take a look at our seven day forecast We're seeing lots of sunshine all week long Temperature's in the mid to upper 70s And don't forget, it's Taco Tuesdays We got blow, hoes, and indo Hey, when I'm lonely (When I'm lonely) I always go up Top dropped, feel like Otis (Top dropped, feel like Otis) I always pull up Two-time, never on me (Two-time, never on me) Assume the shit is nice I love when you notice (I love when you notice) You I know I go nuts Dip-dip like a donut (Dip-dip like a donut) I'm hard to locate Lipstick on the soda (Lipstick on the soda) Gon' pour it on your face Move bitch, bitch, I'm Luda Assume the shit is nice Cash, cash I got too much (I got too much) Hold some just in case Hopscotch, block's hot, pop rocks, off top Like I know it Non-stop, bop-bop, bop, drop top 'Cause I own it Block's hot, pop rocks, hopscotch, off top Like I know it Non-stop, bop-bop, bop, drop top 'Cause I own it Hey, when I'm lonely (When I'm lonely) I hit my main bitch Two shots better pour it (Pour it up) We really off the shits L.A. like I'm Bronny (Bronny) Been ballin' kinda nice Loose change that's a throwaway That's really real rich Hopscotch, block's hot, pop rocks, off top Like I know it Non-stop, bop-bop, bop, drop top 'Cause I own it Block's hot, pop rocks, hopscotch, off top Like I know it Non-stop, bop-bop, bop, drop top 'Cause I own it Mm-mm, this year I done made a lot Got so many cars, I'ma need a lot I been goin' in, don't know when to stop I been goin' in, don't know when to stop These hoes wanna be like me (Like me, like me, ayy) These hoes wanna be like me (Like me, like me) Ta-da-da I didn't lease the coupe, I paid in full for this here car (Ayy) Beverly and Fairfax if you're down to mob (Ayy) Hittin' Jon & Vinny's, want fusilli spicy sauce Paparazzi on me 'cause they know that I'm a star Got these titties sittin' extra pretty in that bra (Ayy) 'Nashe steady grindin', I ain't ever fallin' off (Ayy) Switch on me you never gonna get back what you lost, ayy What's up my SoCal gals? Hopscotch, block's hot, pop rocks, off top Like I know it Non-stop, bop-bop, bop, drop top 'Cause I own it Ta-da-da Block's hot, pop rocks, hopscotch, off top Like I know it Non-stop, bop-bop, bop, drop top 'Cause I own it Ta-da-da Oh, ladies and gentlemen, it's hot, hot, hot Like LeBron in the fourth quarter And it's caliente outside
Writer(s): Tinashe Kachingwe, Brian Bates, Alexander King, Michael Mccall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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