chef mills – fernando lyrics
chorus:
i want a lambo, and a bad hoe, with her friends all going commando, i want a plug whose name is ferndado, i wanna paint pictures like van gogh, i want a penthouse and a pet mouse, i want a lighthouse and the white house, i want 100k to spend it all day and go swimming if the weather looks nice out
verse 1:
who’s he cause i really can’t see em
h-ll nah i wouldn’t wanna be em, looking down so i call him lil fella, how much cash we got i said h-lla, just playing i’m kinda broke, 3-1 like a finals choke, so what if i kinda smoke, so what if i kinda don’t, i’m sorry that ain’t make no sense, i’m sorry i ain’t pay my rent, i’m sorry that i bought mickey d’s but really thats all i’ve spent, my view leads to a wall, he ain’t got no swag at all, i’m sorry i ain’t make that call, i can’t wait until next fall, ima drop my sh-t, i don’t care if you listen or not, i don’t care if you missing or not, i don’t care if you kissing a thot, okay i kinda do, love songs they kinda cool, h-ll yeah i did write flu, hey dip i’m talking to you, when you do what you love its real nice, looks fake i hope thats real ice, cause homie if its not, well, you better think twice, i’m cold like i came out the freezer, yeah i want her but i really don’t need her, girl you sound like a 50’s sitcom so, i’m calling that leave it to beaver, in the studio with a fruity hoe, that mean she likes girls too, and i guess she likes herbs too, cause she smoked my 1.2, i ain’t mad tho, cause she bad tho, but that was all the weed that i had bro
(sh-t) that was all the weed that i had bro
chorus:
i want a lambo, and a bad hoe, with her friends all going commando, i want a plug whose name is ferndado, i wanna paint pictures like van gogh, i want a penthouse and a pet mouse, i want a lighthouse and the white house, i want 100k to spend it all day and go swimming if the weather looks nice out
verse 2:
bouta cop a rolls royce i can ride in, got a couple b-tches ima slide in, chilling at the beach, bouta bring the tide in, house so big you can’t find me if i’m hiding, on my grind in my zone on my bag now, haters looking at me and they looking mad now, double cup got me sipping on medicine, had to break down doors they ain’t let us in, people see me they ain’t i could do it, so i spit a quick verse just to prove it, then they like oh sh-t my fault, looking all gold like i came out the vault, crew so close that we look like a cult, real iced up so these haters throw salt, sorry lil lame n-gga you can’t melt me, played this sh-t for his girl and she felt me, thats cool cause i ain’t got many hoes, blowing smoke and its looking like spaghettios, your boy holding plates up like a table, pour the syrup in my cup no maple, got girls walking round in pretty thongs, yeah she freaky and fast like jimmy johns
yeah she freaky and fast like jimmy johns
chorus:
i want a lambo, and a bad hoe, with her friends all going commando, i want a plug whose name is ferndado, i wanna paint pictures like van gogh, i want a penthouse and a pet mouse, i want a lighthouse and the white house, i want 100k to spend it all day and go swimming if the weather looks nice out
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