Van Gogh
Ooh, ooh
Da-da-da, da-da
Da-da
Uh
Tell me where to go when the party gon' close (close)
After party, shawty, she don't wanna go home (home)
Don't be on no funny shit, like your elbow('bow)
Rich young nigga, fuck her on a Van Gogh (sheesh)
I'm in downtown, grabbing dinner with some folks (true)
Shawty wanna link, so I told her, "Let's go" (let's go)
Her roommate sleep, so we gotta tiptoe (toe)
Twenty-somethin', baby, but you got time to grow
She know I'm the one (one)
She know I'm a stunna (stunna)
Chevrolet shawty wanna do it with no rubber
Shake my dreads like uncle E-40 (sheesh)
Growin' my hair like I'm Aminé Marley (that's a lotta hair)
After the afterparty, we head to the penthouse lobby
Shawty wanna go ahead and call me
I'm from the five-zero with a three
Tell me where to go when the party gon' close (close)
After party, shawty, she don't wanna go home (home)
Don't be on no funny shit, like your elbow ('bow)
Rich young nigga, fuck her on a Van Gogh (Gogh)
Tell me where to go when the party gon' close (close)
After party, shawty, she don't wanna go home (home)
Don't be on no funny shit, like your elbow ('bow)
Rich young nigga, fuck her on a Van Gogh (sheesh)
This ain't no Van Gog, this a Van Gogh, stupid (stupid)
Shawty double gawk and she really go stupid (stupid)
Two hand twist, oh-woah-woah-woah (woah)
Like I said before, she a pro-woah-woah (woah)
I like shakes with my fries, and summer nights in your ride
And please don't stare at me high, I'm too high for your high (true)
You know you really in my top ten (true)
You number one, 'cause you on ten (uh-huh)
Tattoo on your lower back
I'm Juvenile, so I make the pussy Nola clap
The gold chains used to stack, now they overlap
This the afterparty, we gon' have to go and run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
Fuck her on a Van Gogh, fuck her on a Van Gogh
Fuck her on a Van Gogh, fuck her on a Van Gogh
Rich, nigga, Van Gogh, ayy
Da-da-da, da-da
Da-da
Uh
Tell me where to go when the party gon' close (close)
After party, shawty, she don't wanna go home (home)
Don't be on no funny shit, like your elbow('bow)
Rich young nigga, fuck her on a Van Gogh (sheesh)
I'm in downtown, grabbing dinner with some folks (true)
Shawty wanna link, so I told her, "Let's go" (let's go)
Her roommate sleep, so we gotta tiptoe (toe)
Twenty-somethin', baby, but you got time to grow
She know I'm the one (one)
She know I'm a stunna (stunna)
Chevrolet shawty wanna do it with no rubber
Shake my dreads like uncle E-40 (sheesh)
Growin' my hair like I'm Aminé Marley (that's a lotta hair)
After the afterparty, we head to the penthouse lobby
Shawty wanna go ahead and call me
I'm from the five-zero with a three
Tell me where to go when the party gon' close (close)
After party, shawty, she don't wanna go home (home)
Don't be on no funny shit, like your elbow ('bow)
Rich young nigga, fuck her on a Van Gogh (Gogh)
Tell me where to go when the party gon' close (close)
After party, shawty, she don't wanna go home (home)
Don't be on no funny shit, like your elbow ('bow)
Rich young nigga, fuck her on a Van Gogh (sheesh)
This ain't no Van Gog, this a Van Gogh, stupid (stupid)
Shawty double gawk and she really go stupid (stupid)
Two hand twist, oh-woah-woah-woah (woah)
Like I said before, she a pro-woah-woah (woah)
I like shakes with my fries, and summer nights in your ride
And please don't stare at me high, I'm too high for your high (true)
You know you really in my top ten (true)
You number one, 'cause you on ten (uh-huh)
Tattoo on your lower back
I'm Juvenile, so I make the pussy Nola clap
The gold chains used to stack, now they overlap
This the afterparty, we gon' have to go and run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
Fuck her on a Van Gogh, fuck her on a Van Gogh
Fuck her on a Van Gogh, fuck her on a Van Gogh
Rich, nigga, Van Gogh, ayy
Credits
Writer(s): Peder Losnegard, Adam Amine Daniel, Westen Broek Weiss, Aksel Arvid Hauge
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