lirik lagu og entertainment – mango
{verse 1: xxlajay]
hop in the coupe and go sports mode
i dance on hunnids, get more yo’
i got beibs in the trap where you can’t go
and i dance on the beat like its tango
{chorus: xxlajay]
tommy hilfiger, shirt, its orange like a mango
i’m from the west, like rango
i feel like a shoota’ i shoot from all angles
i’m getting paper and commas, can’t talk to a lamo
[post~chorus: xxlajay]
yuh
west coast baby, i came from the west
i’m getting money, i’m passin’ the test
i’m the greatest, i am not like the rest
pockets heavy, ain’t no time for no stress
cold weather, so i’m keeping a vest
if i k!ll it, its gon’ turn to a mess
picture perfect, ain’t got time for no pest
when i get to rappin’ i feel like i’m blessed
{chorus: xxlajay]
tommy hilfiger, shirt, its orange like a mango
i’m from the west, like rango
i feel like a shoota’ i shoot from all angles
i’m getting paper and commas, can’t talk to a lamo
[bridge: xxlajay]
leap on my drip, leapfrog
[verse 2: berti]
i get more money, i’m rich
nerds at the table they playing the switch
might just run up my money, no twitch
ask for my girl, i respond with yo chick
these people hate, discriminate
run up my money, and handle the case
[bridge 2: xxlajay]
i beat up the beat and break up the bass, okay!
[post~chorus: xxlajay]
yuh
west coast baby, i came from the west
i’m getting money, i’m passin’ the test
i’m the greatest, i am not like the rest
pockets heavy, ain’t no time for no stress
cold weather, so i’m keeping a vest
if i k!ll it, its gon’ turn to a mess
picture perfect, ain’t got time for no pest
when i get to rappin’ i feel like i’m blessed
[verse 3: lucas morici]
yuh, pop out the party
i’m getting lit i ain’t talkin’ bacardi
i know they hate me, i’m seein’ they funny
but they want a piece when i run up my money
huh, west coast baby but i’m from the south
double your digits, i get that amount
weapons on weapons, i’m talking em’ out
when i get to rappin’ i’m blowin’ it up
{chorus: xxlajay]
tommy hilfiger, shirt, its orange like a mango
i’m from the west, like rango
i feel like a shoota’ i shoot from all angles
i’m getting paper and commas, can’t talk to a lamo
[post~chorus: xxlajay]
yuh
west coast baby, i came from the west
i’m getting money, i’m passin’ the test
i’m the greatest, i am not like the rest
pockets heavy, ain’t no time for no stress
cold weather, so i’m keeping a vest
if i k!ll it, its gon’ turn to a mess
picture perfect, ain’t got time for no pest
when i get to rappin’ i feel like i’m blessed
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