UberLamboTruck

Yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ok Ok

Yeah

Uber Lambo Truck, we hit the block lil bae lets spin again
Yeah I know we late, you did your face, lil coco cinnamon
I put that shit on, you dipped in drip now you my twin again
Keep it mounted up like its the Jeep, you said you want the Benz
I heard that

Whisper in my ear, come tell me secrets from that middle seat
I can not keep my hands to myself when you get near to me
Talking bout some touching we in public when you feeling me
Shiiid, What I'm supposed to do, I'm feeling you
I know you into me

Yeah
Ugh (yeah)
Ugh (yeah)
Ugh (yeah)
Ugh (yeah)
This that type of song that's gon make Usher call up Chilli phone
This that type of shit that make Careesha hit up Diddy phone
This that type of song that make you can't be in the crib alone

Shake sum in yo Fenty thong
Like you ain't got any on
In yo zone
Gon and tell the DJ this your favorite song

This that type shit that make Zendaya hit lil Kodak back
This that type shit thas gon make Drizzy want lil Kiki back

Uber Lambo Truck, we hit the block lil bae lets spin again
Yeah I know we late, you did your face, lil coco cinnamon
I put that shit on, you dipped in drip now you my twin again
Keep it mounted up like its the Jeep, you said you want the Benz
I heard that



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Writer(s): Donte' Smith
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