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sl - pink lemonade* lyrics

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[intro: sl]
yeah
look (woah, kenny), look

[chorus: sl]
she givin’ the top (top), she givin’ the face (face), and then it’s a race
she say how it be (be), like pink lemonade (ayy), give it a taste
feds in the back (back), i better my pace (pace), i’m gettin’ away
buckle your belt (your belt) just like it’s a chase (a chase), d+mn, guess i’m runnin’ late
she givin’ the top (top), she givin’ the face (face), and then it’s a race
she say how it be (be), like pink lemonade (ayy), give it a taste
feds in the back (back), i better my pace (yeah), i’m gettin’ away
buckle your belt (belt) just like it’s a chase, d+mn, guess i’m runnin’ late

[verse 1: sl]
don’t get in my way (my way), [?] for days (days) [?] your mate
[?] after train (train), he left in a flash (flash), come back in a stain
whip got pulled (pulled), well, i’m bringing a plane (plane), i’m not into [?]
oh, give me the plane (plane), i swear it’s a date (date), d+mn, it looks like we’re safe
she say i’m insane (‘sane), still, give me the brain (brain)
i come and i came, i bun and i blaze (blaze), i’m lovin’ the strain
that is my bruise, bruce wayne and he got trash on his blade (he does)
she comin’ through today so i put [traps?] on my fade (i did, i did, i did)
look
[chorus: sl]
she givin’ the top (top), she givin’ the face (face), and then it’s a race
she say how it be (be), like pink lemonade (ayy), give it a taste
feds in the back (back), i better my pace (pace), i’m gettin’ away
buckle your belt (your belt) just like it’s a chase (a chase), d+mn, guess i’m runnin’ late
she givin’ the top (top), she givin’ the face (face), and then it’s a race
she say how it be (be), like pink lemonade (ayy), give it a taste
feds in the back (back), i better my pace (yeah), i’m gettin’ away
buckle your belt (belt) just like it’s a chase, d+mn, guess i’m runnin’ late

[verse 2: slowthai]
sweeter than sweet, cookies and cream (yeah)
do you know how i mean?
on my knee, took a seat (sit down), follow my lead (brr)
swallow my kid, she get breathed
like tongue on her lips, how does it taste? (taste)
she got a grin on her face
wine glass frame, body for days
had to smash her like a porcelain v—

- sl lyrics

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