Lemonade by Jimmy Luna Lyrics
(Duality Radio Bitch)
Intro
This is your host DJ Tontoman, movin' all that contraband to you
And a lot of friends here on 74.1 THEDUALITY Radio, the coolest
Broadcast in the world
Here to spin ya that new hit that’s swarmin' nation, you know it, Jimmy Luna - Lemonade featuring the teen heart throb LIL QWERTY aka the Under Pressure Presidente, call in after
Tell us whatcha think nigga!
Jimmy Luna
Lil ol' Luna, get jiggy with the fam
I’m the man put in Work, get Iggy witcha man
Prism Tribe on the top of the food chain, Usain Bolt couldn't strike, he a Flash in the pan
Need a mansion, Japan on queue for the crew
Got hella ginger ale that juice for the truth
Kuzco not new to the groove, new fit, Gotenks when he fusion with Buu
Been tryna dig in deeper to this mind of mama cita, like Mencia
She said she tired of the Mama Mia
Gettin' played like coliseums
All these niggas in her DMs, carpe diem is her motto
So she stay out pass the PM
(retweet, baby girl!)
Wreak hav' on the campus
Look like a clone so I guess i'm catfish
Far from the norm, raise bars when i'm bored
Based, hard, and I formed this world that we in
With a phone, couple thoughts, and a pen
Get lost in the wind every time
No box to ascend out of this time, i'm awesome again, spit hot like salsa my friend
Same mothafuckas that doubted wanna chop it up and
I tell them mothafuckas just to boss up and then
Maybe i'll feel a little bit stupid for tryna shake loose when the shit got gossiper ends
I’m feelin’.. like I.. finally.. got my.. wish!
I'm feelin’.. like I.. finally.. made a.. hit!
My girl.. got them.. my girl.. type of lips!
Different.. as a.. bish.. don't compare us.. to ya lists
(aye!)
Pour a tall glass of that Lemonade
Shawty sit back, know ya can't complain
Got thoughts that I can't contain
You lookin’ like a glass of that Lemonade x4
Lil QWERTY
One tall glass of that lemonade
You here with me, you should celebrate
She never do it though, mommy stay cool
If I nut in a minute, i'm back up in two
Rhyme with this nigga who jacked up his tooth
That back up in two, one more step, he gon' shoot
Out of they range, he in positions that you can't arrange
Shirt and my shorty, the color the same
"what was your name?"
Nigga i'm QWERTY
I'll be the man by the time that i'm thirty
You look impatient
I brought the lemonade, oh that's your favorite
Give me the Milk, we gon' mix it, i'm high
Winter break vibe had me out of my mind
Still got the cool if I flex on a nigga
Black and the orange and i'd feel like i'm Tigger
Meli like Huey & Luna like Riley
(?) been with the clout
I am not mackin' your lady, i'm feelin' her out
Shit i'm amazin', sounds like my momma was right
See how he glow in the light? Limes
Lookin' for green, envious seeds, lemons is lookin' for sight
(alright)
Long as i'm livin', that shit is a wrap
The black girls stare when you sit on my lap
Dick Under Pressure, but so is my music
Lemonade metaphor, kinda confusin'
Hold up, but wait
I don't know you pick
Skinny like tooth picks
Couldn't give two shits
Back like i'm Boosie
Back like i'm Gucci
Tall Lil Uzi
Call her "big booty!"
Pour a tall glass of that Lemonade
Shawty sit back, know ya can't complain
Got thoughts that I can't contain
You lookin' like a glass of that Lemonade x4
Intro
This is your host DJ Tontoman, movin' all that contraband to you
And a lot of friends here on 74.1 THEDUALITY Radio, the coolest
Broadcast in the world
Here to spin ya that new hit that’s swarmin' nation, you know it, Jimmy Luna - Lemonade featuring the teen heart throb LIL QWERTY aka the Under Pressure Presidente, call in after
Tell us whatcha think nigga!
Jimmy Luna
Lil ol' Luna, get jiggy with the fam
I’m the man put in Work, get Iggy witcha man
Prism Tribe on the top of the food chain, Usain Bolt couldn't strike, he a Flash in the pan
Need a mansion, Japan on queue for the crew
Got hella ginger ale that juice for the truth
Kuzco not new to the groove, new fit, Gotenks when he fusion with Buu
Been tryna dig in deeper to this mind of mama cita, like Mencia
She said she tired of the Mama Mia
Gettin' played like coliseums
All these niggas in her DMs, carpe diem is her motto
So she stay out pass the PM
(retweet, baby girl!)
Wreak hav' on the campus
Look like a clone so I guess i'm catfish
Far from the norm, raise bars when i'm bored
Based, hard, and I formed this world that we in
With a phone, couple thoughts, and a pen
Get lost in the wind every time
No box to ascend out of this time, i'm awesome again, spit hot like salsa my friend
Same mothafuckas that doubted wanna chop it up and
I tell them mothafuckas just to boss up and then
Maybe i'll feel a little bit stupid for tryna shake loose when the shit got gossiper ends
I’m feelin’.. like I.. finally.. got my.. wish!
I'm feelin’.. like I.. finally.. made a.. hit!
My girl.. got them.. my girl.. type of lips!
Different.. as a.. bish.. don't compare us.. to ya lists
(aye!)
Pour a tall glass of that Lemonade
Shawty sit back, know ya can't complain
Got thoughts that I can't contain
You lookin’ like a glass of that Lemonade x4
Lil QWERTY
One tall glass of that lemonade
You here with me, you should celebrate
She never do it though, mommy stay cool
If I nut in a minute, i'm back up in two
Rhyme with this nigga who jacked up his tooth
That back up in two, one more step, he gon' shoot
Out of they range, he in positions that you can't arrange
Shirt and my shorty, the color the same
"what was your name?"
Nigga i'm QWERTY
I'll be the man by the time that i'm thirty
You look impatient
I brought the lemonade, oh that's your favorite
Give me the Milk, we gon' mix it, i'm high
Winter break vibe had me out of my mind
Still got the cool if I flex on a nigga
Black and the orange and i'd feel like i'm Tigger
Meli like Huey & Luna like Riley
(?) been with the clout
I am not mackin' your lady, i'm feelin' her out
Shit i'm amazin', sounds like my momma was right
See how he glow in the light? Limes
Lookin' for green, envious seeds, lemons is lookin' for sight
(alright)
Long as i'm livin', that shit is a wrap
The black girls stare when you sit on my lap
Dick Under Pressure, but so is my music
Lemonade metaphor, kinda confusin'
Hold up, but wait
I don't know you pick
Skinny like tooth picks
Couldn't give two shits
Back like i'm Boosie
Back like i'm Gucci
Tall Lil Uzi
Call her "big booty!"
Pour a tall glass of that Lemonade
Shawty sit back, know ya can't complain
Got thoughts that I can't contain
You lookin' like a glass of that Lemonade x4