Lana

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I want a car that match my house
And if I'm talking crazy I need a girl that match my mouth
I should settle down my next kid should match my spouse
Money in my name I got bitches on my couch
(Lets go)
My soundtrack ready
Addie with the Jamo keep my two heads steady
She climb it till I blow like a fucking Bounce Betty
If she hit a note that's a cosign to me
Fly me to the moon Frank Sinatra
Play among the stars but I'm grounded like Hoffa
Baby hit the shower then we fuck the night off
Now we're off to the races like Lana

I be vibe'd out now we hit the road
That's how I do my thing then I start the show
I be vibe'd out no matter where I be
Sipping on my cup jaded when I speak oh

(Let's go)
Talent when I speak
Bounty on my brain I got bitches in my sheets (yeah yeah)
Oh that's just my girl she so feisty when she speak (yeah yeah)
But she don't watch her tone
She so viscous with her speech (yeah yeah)
I move across Atlantic with a bitch so bad
Mother fuckers wouldn't let her past customs
Epileptic chain I got karats on my wrist
Tailored down with a swagger all custom

I be vibe'd out now we hit the road
That's how I do my thing then I start the show
I be vibe'd out no matter where I be
Sipping on my cup jaded when I speak oh

(Goddamn)
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(Let's go)
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Credits
Writer(s): Denis Lesjak, Ellie Velli
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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