Daddy's Lambo Lyrics - Yelawolf

Hillbilly in Beverly hills 

And so? 

Drama beats 

Damn rich, peanut butter guts and a Lamborghini, woah 

You must have white bread, lets make a sandwich 

Now, I aint never seen money you got 

Nobody got that kind of money in the Boondocks 

So if you take me up show me the Balcony look 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 appreciate the steps 

act like you don't wanna see 

how much it is Jack Daniels you can handle 

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you can drink and get cut like Rambo 

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 see you party and would kill entertainment channels 

One thing I gotta know 

Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo? 

Lambo-o-oh 

your Daddy's Lambo? 

Lambo-o-oh 

Lambo-o-oh 

Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo? 

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You're young and reckless, nice little diamond necklace 

Got a pint sized vodka drink and your pretty in pink 

Wanna go get breakfast? 

Girl, you aint never been to Waffle House 

Always hanging in Guys and Dolls 

If you came to the South, I'll put you in a Chevrolet and we'd drive to the mall 

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

But I'm off to the party with rogue status looking for Beverly Hill goody's 

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 see you party and kill entertainment channels 

one thing I gotta know 

Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo? 

Lambo-o-oh 

your Daddy's Lambo? 

Lambo-o-oh 

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 

Aint it funny what a hunny and a Lambourghini will do 

Some will run into a a hundred dollar bill 

and drill a dick on any Tom and Harry with them 24 inch shoes 

But come and explore this dude 

Analyse my swing 

It's slick Rick E. 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 see you party and kill entertainment channels 

one thing I gotta know 

Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo? 

Lambo-o-oh 

your Daddy's Lambo? 

Lambo-o-oh 

Lambo-o-oh 

Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo? 

Just whip it around you know 

up the hills 

I aint gon wreck it, I promise