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YelaWolf( Michael Wayne Atha )



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YelaWolf( Michael Wayne Atha )

Daddy's Lambo

Damn rich
Peanut butter guts and a Lamborghini, whoa
You must have white bread
Let's make a sandwich

Now, I ain't never seen money like you got
Nobody got that kind of money in the Boondocks
So if you take me up and show me the balcony
Lookin' over the Hollywood Valley, I'll make your balloon pop

Pop stars like you need a dude like me
To appreciate your wealth
I know you got a elevator in your house
But with me you appreciate the steps

Act like you don't wanna see how much of this
Jack Daniels you can handle
You wanna drink and get cut like Rambo
And let me drive your daddy's Lambo

Take me up to Beverly Hills
To your daddy's mansion
Let me see Hollywood for real
Lights, camera, action

I've seen you partying with Kim
Entertainment channel
One thing I gotta know
Can I drive your daddy's Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh
Yeah, your daddy's Lambo, Lambo-o-oh
Can I drive your daddy's Lambo, Lambo-o-oh?
Yeah, your daddy's Lambo, Lambo-o-oh?

Can I drive your daddy's Lambo?

You're young and reckless
Nice little diamond necklace
Got a pint sized vodka drink and you're pretty in pink
Wanna go get breakfast?

But you ain't never been to Waffle House
Always hanging in Guys and Dolls
If you came to the shop, I'll put you in a Chevy
And we;d drive to the mall

Yeah, I came to the club
In a pair of Famous Jeans and DTA hoody
But I'm walkin' through the party with rogue status
Looking for Beverly Hills goody's

Yelawolf and I'm an Alabama boy
Got more bounce than a salamander boy
Need a rich girl like I need a headache
But I'll take it if I can drive your daddy's toy

Take me up to Beverly Hills
To your daddy's mansion
Let me see Hollywood for real
Lights, camera, action

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I've seen you partying with Kim
Entertainment channel
One thing I gotta know
Can I drive your daddy's Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh
Your daddy's Lambo, Lambo-o-oh
Can I drive your daddy's Lambo, Lambo-o-oh?
Your daddy's Lambo, Lambo-o-oh

Can I drive your daddy's Lambo?

What you got in that tote bag?
That one of a kind Prada
That beautiful behind inspires me
Makes one of my rhymes harder

Your daddy made a fine daughter
Make me wanna turn this wine from water
Keep the party going in and the 808 bumpin'
'Cause Drama made a beat that'll climb the chart

Money, money, money, money, money
Ain't it funny what a honey and a Lamborghini will do?
Some will run into a hundred dollar bill
And drill a dick on anytime, unhappy with a 24 inch shoes

But come and explore this dude
Analyze my swing
It's Slick Ricky Bobby, baby
Gotta let me drop that thing, come on

Take me up to Beverly Hills
To your daddy's mansion
Let me see Hollywood for real
Lights, camera, action

I've seen you partying with keel
Entertainment channel
One thing I gotta know
Can I drive your daddy's Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh
Your daddy's Lambo, Lambo-o-oh
Can I drive your daddy's Lambo, Lambo-o-oh?
Your daddy's Lambo, Lambo-o-oh

Can I drive your daddy's Lambo?

Just whip it around you know
Up the hills
I ain't gon' wreck it, promise
Sit your drunk ass back

Drama beats, Yelawolf
Ghetto vision
What up Rob Dyrdek?
Fantasy factory, bitch

Holler at G