Daddy's Lambo - Yelawolf

Hillbilly in Beverly Hills

And so Drama beats

Hold up, damn rich, peanut butter guts and a Lamborghini, woah

You must have white bread, lets make a sandwich

Now, I ain’t never seen money like you got

Nobody got that kind of money in the boondocks

So if you take me up show me the balcony looking over

The Hollywood valley I’ll make your balloon pop

Popstars like you, you need a dude like me To appreciate your wealth

I know you got an elevator in your house

But with me you’ll appreciate the steps

Act like you don’t wanna see how much of this Jack Daniels you can handle

You wanna drink and get cut like Rambo?

And let me drive your Daddy’s Lambo

Take me up to Beverly Hills to your Daddy’s mansion

Let me see Hollywood for real

Lights, camera, action

I’ve seen you partying with keel,

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One thing I gotta know

Can I drive your Daddy’s Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh

Your Daddy’s Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh

Can I drive your Daddy’s Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh

Your Daddy’s Lambo

Lambo-o-oh

Can I drive your Daddy’s Lambo?

You’re young and reckless, nice little diamond necklace

Gotta pint-sized vodka drink and youre pretty in pink

Wanna go get breakfast?

Though you ain’t never been to waffle house

Always hanging in guys and dolls

If you came to the shop, I’ll put you in the Chevrolet

And we’d slide to the mall

Yeah I came to the club in a pair of Famous jeans and a DTA hoody

But I’m off to the party with Rogue Status looking for Beverly Hills goodys

Yelawolf and I’m an Alabama boy

Got more bounce than a salamander boy

Need a rich girl like I need a headache

But I can take it if I can drive your Daddy’s toy

Take me up to Beverly Hills to your Daddy’s mansion

Let me see Hollywood for real

Lights, camera, action

I’ve seen you partying with keel,

Entertainment channel

One thing I gotta know

Can I drive your Daddy’s Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh

Your Daddy’s Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh

Can I drive your Daddy’s Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh

Your Daddy’s Lambo

Lambo-o-oh

Can I drive your Daddy’s Lambo?

What you got in that tote bag

That one of a kind Prada

That beautiful behind inspires me Makes one of my rhymes harder

Your dadda made a fine daughter

Make me wanna turn this wine from water

Keep the party going in and keep an 808 bumping cause

Drama made a beat that’ll climb the chart

Money, money, money, money, money

Ain’t it funny what a honey and a Lamborghini will do Some will run into a hundred dollar bill

And drill a dick on any Tom

And Harry with a 24 inch shoes

But come and explore this dude

Analyze my swing

It’s Slick Ricky Bobby, baby

Gotta let me drop that thing, come on Take me up to Beverly Hills to your Daddy’s mansion

Let me see Hollywood for real

Lights, camera, action

I’ve seen you partying with keel,

Entertainment channel

One thing I gotta know

Can I drive your Daddy’s Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh

Your Daddy’s Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh

Can I drive your Daddy’s Lambo?

Lambo-o-oh

Your Daddy’s Lambo

Lambo-o-oh

Can I drive your Daddy’s Lambo?

Just whip it around you know

Up the hills

I ain’t gon wreck it, I promise