收聽Vince Staples的LEMONADE (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

LEMONADE (Explicit)

Vince Staples, Ty Dolla $ign2024年12月20日

LEMONADE (Explicit) 歌詞

 

LEMONADE (Explicit) - Vince Staples/Ty Dolla $ign

Lyrics by:LeKen Taylor/Tyrone Griffin/Joseph Luis Ramirez III/Vincent Staples/Yori Smith

Composed by:LeKen Taylor/Tyrone Griffin/Joseph Luis Ramirez III/Vincent Staples/Yori Smith

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade

Lemonade

Nowhere to go when we in the shade

In the shade

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade

Lemonade

Nowhere to go when we in the shade

In the shade

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet

Yeah money talk broke n***as talk louder

Yeah

That's why they face so sour

Yeah

Ain't s**t sweet ask Sugar Free

Ask Sugar Free

Still bust a n***a head that's the hood in me

Ayy

From the ghetto by the beach bullets in a breeze

From the hood

I got million dollar dreams I got n***a needs

I'm the hood

Baby from around the way so she feelin' me

Yeah

Wanna get with me make a memory

Yeah

Think she's tryna set me up

She send a late night text sayin' Let's meet up

Yeah I don't know

No way I heard you kick it with the enemies

No way

And if a n***a think I'm slippin' then he gettin' wings

XD four O with the lemon squeeze

Bang

H*es same thing clutch it I'ma air the scene

Sweet dreams

Yeah

Trippin' on everything

On the hood

Really with it so you better be ayy

Yeah

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade

Lemonade

Nowhere to go when we in the shade

In the shade

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade

Lemonade

Nowhere to go when we in the shade

In the shade

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet

Hey tell 'em where you from

I come from where everybody thirsty

Thirsty

Got some money now these n***as wanna hurt me

Tell me why

How another n***a gettin' to it get you mad

Ayy get a bag

You should go and get some M's 'fore I get you crashed

Really livin' fast die young by the gun

We don't wanna know your name tell us where you're from

Hey tell me where you from

I done ran it up a M but it's not enough

Yeah homie

Used to kick it in they hood 'til we shot it up

Yeah homie

Ayy it's no friends in the gangland

No friends

Started with a skateboard and a spray can

Pull up on they main block goin' Rain Man

Bah

Money talks Crips walk n***as ain't playin'

Heavy steppin' if I wanna get to Heaven

I'ma have to hit the gate did too many 211's

Tryna break that bank like ScHoolboy C

Won't stop 'til the whole hood fed

On my granny grave

Yeah yeah

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade

Lemonade

Nowhere to go when we in the shade

In the shade

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet

Feelin' like ice cold lemonade

Lemonade

Nowhere to go when we in the shade

In the shade

Nowhere to go when we in a cage

Sometimes life tastes bittersweet

Yeah

Ice cold baby ice cold

They think I'm pimpin' baby

Summertime in the LB

Oh what a feelin' baby

Bittersweet yeah ooh ooh oh oh oh oh

Ooh yeah ooh yeah

Summertime in the shade

Lemonade

Ice cold lemonade

Summertime in the shade

Ice cold lemonade

Feelin' like feelin' like

Ice cold lemonade yeah

Summertime in the shade

Ice cold lemonade

 

Feelin' like feelin' like