Lemon

Album: No One Ever Really Dies (2017)
Charted: 31 36
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  • (Mad ethnic right now)

    I get it how I live it
    I live it how I get it
    Count the mothafuckin' digits
    I pull up with a lemon
    Not 'cause she ain't livin'
    It's just your eyes get acidic
    And this here ain't a scrimmage
    Mothafucka, we ain't finished
    I told you we won't stop
    A nigga 'bouta business
    Like yours, but you rent it
    Wave hello to the top
    Nigga the Veyron glide
    Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
    Got the window down, top, blowin' la
    Got the hazards on, only doin' five

    You can catch me, Rih, in the new La Ferrar'
    And the truck behind me got arms
    Yeah, longer than LeBron
    Just waitin' for my thumb like The Fonz
    Woo! This beat tastes like lunch
    But it's runnin' from veneers and it's runnin' from the fronts
    But everyday, hey, wasn't lemonade
    I was afraid, once a nigga graduate
    Would I be okay?
    So I prayed and I played
    It's Rihanna, nigga
    My constellation in space
    Warp speed, Doctor Spock couldn't chase, nigga

    Nigga, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
    Bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
    Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
    Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
    Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
    Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
    Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
    Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
    Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face

    I get it how I live it
    I live it how I get it
    Count the mothafuckin' digits
    I pull up with a lemon
    Not 'cause she ain't livin'
    It's just your eyes get acidic
    And this here ain't a scrimmage
    Mothafucka, we ain't finished
    I told you we won't stop
    A nigga 'bouta business
    Like yours, but you rent it
    Wave hello to the top
    Nigga the Veyron glide
    Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
    Got the window down, top, blowin' la
    Got the hazards on, only doin' five
    You can catch me

    Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'

    You can catch me
    Wait, wait a minute
    Wait, wait a minute
    Wait, wait a minute
    Wait, wait a minute
    Wait, wait a minute
    Wait, wait a minute
    Wait, wait a minute
    Wait, wait a minute Writer/s: Pharrell Williams, Robyn R Fenty
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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