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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DOPE LEMON
DOPE LEMON
Vocals
Thomas Bartlett
Thomas Bartlett
Synthesizer
Ben Edgar
Ben Edgar
Electric Guitar
Leigh Fisher
Leigh Fisher
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angus Stone
Angus Stone
Composer
Will Ferrell
Will Ferrell
Composer
Adam McKay
Adam McKay
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DOPE LEMON
DOPE LEMON
Producer
Ben Edgar
Ben Edgar
Recording Engineer
Eric J
Eric J
Recording Engineer
Paul Pilsneniks
Paul Pilsneniks
Recording Engineer
Reyne House
Reyne House
Recording Engineer
Brian Lucey
Brian Lucey
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Can't afford my gasoline (No way, Kimosabè) It's gold, son I don't expect for you to understand Oh no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my vibe (This is my house now) Oh no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my high (No way, Kimosabè) Oh no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my ride (This is my house now) No, no, no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my high Oh I'm sick in the head I haven't been to bed 'Cause that look you gave me Took me away She got them honey bones And she's melting me down As she moves across the floor My heart falls heavy to the ground I'm a conquistador I'm an ordinary man But my heart still melts like honey When you try to hold my hand We be thick as thieves We be burnin' bright like them stars Ain't nobody gonna stop us When we gonna have some fun, baby Can't afford my gasoline (No way, Kimosabè) It's gold, son Oh no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my vibe Oh no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my high (No way, Kimosabè) Oh no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my ride (This is my house now) No, no, no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my high Makes me happy in my belly Makes me feel sound As I pour myself a drink I wash it slow, steady down I kick back, fade into the blue Roll me up a smoke I think about the things we've done That are most definitely dope I'm a conquistador I'm an ordinary man But my heart still melts like honey When you try to hold my hand We be thick as thieves We be burnin' bright like them stars Ain't nobody gonna stop us When we gonna have some fun, baby Can't afford my gasoline (No way, Kimosabè) It's gold, son Oh no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my vibe (You and your mom are hillbillies) Oh no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my high (You're a big, fat, curly-headed fuck) Oh no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my ride (Yeah. I'm a curly-headed fuck? Yeah) No, no, no way, Kimosabè You're gon' fuck with my high
Writer(s): Angus Stone, Adam Mckay, Will Ferrell, Benjamin Paul Edgar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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