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Lamborghini Dreams lyrics

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Lamborghini Dreams song lyrics by SugarHill Ddot official

Lamborghini Dreams is a song in English

When that money goes up, these hoes be so down (these hoes be down as fuck)
Almost died behind the whip, I had to slow down (shit)
Take a pic, post on IG, these hoes won't scroll down
My hardest choice is Rolls Royce or that Wraith, huh (skrrt)
Bad bitch from Belize, she send me signs and we do dates (dates), huh
We don't trip on nothin', we treat Givenchy like it's Bape, huh (Bape)
Yeah, I got it hot now, do the cha-cha like I'm John Gotti (John Gotti)
All them hitters pop out (June, you're a genius), pop top like a don dada (Hitmaka)

Hey, yeah, trap goin' crazy (trap, trap, trap), I done throwed off (throwed off)
Yeah, big body Benz, I done showed off (skrrt, showed off)
Fiends beatin' down the spot, he knocked the doors off (doors off)
Lamborghinis and some lean (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), it was all a dream (all a dream)
Got these white girls on the game, ready to bust it down (bust it down)
Call OTT, tell 'em pull up, I'm on the side of town (skrrt, on the side of town)
One phone call, wipe a nigga nose, just like Bobby Brown (Bobby Brown, oh)
Turn my whole gang into bosses, who gon' stop me now? (Who gon' stop me now?)

Who gon' stop me now? (Now)
They ain't want me, now I got it, yeah, I'm poppin' now (now)
All this Amiri and you know I got my rocket out (out)
They know they ain't fuckin' with me, tell them to knock it out (out)
Stacks on deck like Soulja (soulja), kiss me more like Doja (Doja)
Roll shooters, no floaters (my neck icy like the polar)
Pour fours in my soda (soda), LV on my shoulder (shoulder)
D.O.B. my order (yeah, she know I'm really for her)
Big body Rover, I be wildin' out (yeah, I be wildin' out)
When I'm up in the road, I be drippin' Amiri, you know I be coppin' out (know I be coppin' out)
And she told me she loved me, I do not believe her
I told her to stop it now, yeah, I told her to stop it now
(I just told her to stop it now, oh yeah)

Can't let them take my soul (my soul), ride around, big bankroll (bankroll)
Neck and my wrist on froze (froze)
See me on TV, know it look easy, I gotta keep my pole (my strap)
All of the opps tryna R.I.P. me, they wanna see me fold (fold, yeah)
But we know them niggas don't impress 'em, for real
PnB, they know we steppin', for real (yeah)
Last nigga tried me, put him on the tee, send that boy to heaven, for real (brrt, brrt)
I can't be fuckin' with niggas
These bitches they can't have my trust, learned my lesson, for real
I swear that shit get too messy, for real
I been just countin' my blessings, for real

Hey, yeah, trap goin' crazy (trap, trap, trap), I done throwed off (throwed off)
Yeah, big body Benz, I done showed off (skrrt, showed off)
Fiends beatin' down the spot, he knocked the doors off (doors off)
Lamborghinis and some lean (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), it was all a dream (all a dream)
Got these white girls on the game, ready to bust it down (bust it down)
Call OTT, tell 'em pull up, I'm on the side of town (skrrt, on the side of town)
One phone call, wipe a nigga nose, just like Bobby Brown (Bobby Brown, oh)
Turn my whole gang into bosses, who gon' stop me now? (Who gon' s-)
Yeah, trap goin' crazy (trap, trap, trap), I done throwed off (throwed off)
Yeah, big body Benz, I done showed off (skrrt, showed off)
Fiends beatin' down the spot, he knocked the doors off (doors off)
Lamborghinis and some lean (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), it was all a dream (all a dream)
Got these white girls on the game, ready to bust it down (bust it down)
Call OTT, tell 'em pull up, I'm on the side of town (skrrt, on the side of town)
One phone call, wipe a nigga nose, just like Bobby Brown (Bobby Brown, oh)
Turn my whole gang into bosses, who gon' stop me now? (Who gon' s-)

When that money goes up, these hoes be so down
Almost died behind the whip, I had to slow down
Take a pic, post on IG, these hoes won't scroll down
My hardest choice is Rolls Royce or that Wraith, huh
Bad bitch from Belize, she send me signs and we do dates, huh
We don't trip on nothin', we treat Givenchy like it's, huh
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Christian Ward, Darrian Jimenez, Fletcher Redd, Howard Irving, June James, Rakim Hasheem Allen
Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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