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foster - nashvegas lyrics

[intro: foster, the tokens]
(dum, doobie dum, woo + oo) welcome to the best city in the world (doobie, doobie) yeah, yeah
(dum, doobie dum, woo + oo) yeah, uh (yeah) (doobie, doobie)
dum, doobie dum, woo + oo foster (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
welcome to uh, yeah (tonight i fell in love, woo + oo)

[chorus: foster]
n+n+n+n+nashvegas
hear people bumpin’ my latest
in three or four different zip codes
ooh wee, they make me feel famous
i’m out here drinkin’, i’m faded
tell uber drivеrs i made it
i’m livin’ inside a fantasy
real lifе, that sh+t outdated

[verse 1: foster]
who cares if i ever make it?
i’ve made it inside my dreams
and i’m sleepin’ instead of wakin’
i turn all night, just a theme
if i make it and become famous
you know i’m bringin’ the team
the people that stayed up later than 5 a.m. for the dream
li+li+like every night, just supportin’
and peacin’ out in the mornin’
they tell me it’s finally formin’
the sun will shine after stormin’
the money will just come pourin’
as long as i put in work
and trust me, i do it daily
the music always come first
i hope you know that i do this just simply because i love it
the checks will just be a bonus, and all that fame, i’m above it
i wouldn’t mind just to live in the studio with the fam
there’s nothing else that i need in this world, let’s turn up, now wham
[chorus: foster and emily raymond, emily raymond]
nashvegas
hear people bumpin’ my latest
in three or four different zip codes
ooh wee, they make me feel famous (yea+ea+yeah+eah)
i’m out here drinkin’, i’m faded
tell uber drivers i made it (ooh+ooh woah oh)
i’m livin’ inside a fantasy
real life, that sh+t outdated

[verse 2: foster]
n+n+n+n+nashvegas
get wasted and join the party
it’s 615 with bacardi
and whiskey, fat bottom, gnarly
i’m chillin’ with all the homies
and people that do not know me
but soon they will be below
and probably turn into phonies
well sh+t, i hope not
i’ma take my shots
say “f+ck these rich hoes”
show ’em what i got
i’ma spit so hot
it’ll melt your clothes
get rich someday
well sh+t, who knows?
i’ma take my time
i don’t need no hoes
and i rhyme so good
when i spit these flows
huh
nashvegas
welcome to the city where anything goes
[chorus: foster and emily raymond, emily raymond]
nashvegas
hear people bumpin’ my latest
in three or four different zip codes
ooh wee, they make me feel famous (yea+ea+yeah+eah)
i’m out here drinkin’, i’m faded
tell uber drivers i made it (ooh+ooh woah oh)
i’m livin’ inside a fantasy
real life, that sh+t outdated

[outro: the tokens]
dum, dum, woo + oo
dum, dum, woo + oo
dum, dum, woo + oo, woo + oo
dum, dum, woo + oo
dum, dum, woo + oo

- foster lyrics

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