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Lil Uzi Vert

Celebration Station

 

Celebration Station

(album: Eternal Atake - 2020)


And I can't do my dance 'cause my pants
They from, they from France
I can't slow this (I'm working on dying)
Yeah, no, I can't slow it (Fast-paced all the time)
Yeah, yeah, one, two, three, yeah (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)

Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten
She ignore that man, fucking with me, handstand
I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (Let's go, yeah)
Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
You can't hold my Lam', yes, I own my land
Stacking this paper, you know that I get it up
I can't be broke again
Talking that shit, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
Headshot soak his mans

My choppa get hot just like a pan
Knock your headlights just like a ram
I got ten toes, and I count up, ten fingers
So I do not need an, um, helping hand
Monopoly crib, I'm moving again
Got your bitch on me, she grooving again (Let's go)
Lamborghini just give them a reason to hate
So my niggas shooting again
My coupe, my roof, drop that shit again
She sucked my dick, then she mopped up my friend
No, we do not wanna feel tooth again
When she let me go, I'm on the loose again
She on the molly, she tryna boot again
She ain't even mine, this girl is a lend
I prayed every time when I thought you sinned
I write in my mind, I don't use a pen (Yeah, yeah)
She giving me time, my watch cost a Lam'
Just give me more time, other watch cost a Benz (Yeah, yeah)
Look at Lil Uzi, he popping again
Them niggas, they switching, they hopping again (Yeah)
Look at them niggas, they opping again
She give me that top, and she slopping again (Woah)
Look at his album, it's flopping again
Not taking a break, I'm not stopping again (Yeah, woah, yeah)

Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten (Let's go)
She ignore that man, fucking with me, handstand (Let's go, let's go)
I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad (Woah, woah)
I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (Let's go, yeah)
Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
You can't hold my Lam', yes, I own my land
Stacking this paper, you know that I get it up
I can't be broke again
Talking that shit, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
Headshot soak his mans

Woah, spent a hundred thousand on a brand new pointer choker (Woah)
Automatic gun's got a motor
I can feel that shit in my shoulder (Woah)
Brand new watch cost a quarter
And you know it's flooded in water
You know every day I'm getting older
But I'm young enough for your daughter (Let's go)
And you know my neck is flooded in boulders (Boulders)
Getting money, yeah, that's my quota (Quota)
Even though Lil Uzi getting older (Older)
Know I'm young enough for your daughter (Yeah)
Every time I'm in my mind, I focus (Woah)
She give me head, hypnosis (Yeah)
Talking 'bout the love can't hold me (Woah)
Talking 'bout the guap can't fold me
Uh, uh, talking 'bout "You're mine," no, you don't own me
Yeah, just take your time, and gotta be colder
Yeah, it's on my mind, and they just know me (Know me)
Yeah, fast-paced all the time, and I can't slow it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten
She ignore that man, fucking with me, handstand
I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (Let's go, yeah)
Yeah, what is mine, that is yours
You can't hold my Lam', yes, I own my land
Stacking this paper, you know that I get it up
I can't be broke again
Talking that shit, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
Headshot soak his mans (Lil Uzi)

Hello? Hello? Where am I?
I ain't never seen nothing like this, the fuck is all this?
Hello? Yo?

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