Lil Cactus - La La

[Intro]
Stay in yo lane, don’t get in the way
I’m doing fine, got my own wave
I’m smokin’ on pine, mixed with the haze
Can’t have it it’s mine, since when did the desert get so many waves?

I got nuggets I ain’t talkin’ Gallinari
My heart turns black sometimes so I can’t tell her sorry
Get these hoes up off me, main chick keep on calling
Body so damn fine her skin same color as iced coffee, yea

And I need a thick Latina
Just might fly her out from the islands of Catalina
Shots of the tequila, small waist with the D cups
Say she tryna fuck well that’s a wonderful idea

[Chorus]
Still need rings like Melo wonder when I’ll find my LaLa
Turn my life got bossed up, she givin’ head no toss up
Trips out to Brazil, I might kick it feel like KaKa
I don’t check the cost nah, pockets full of guala


My lil shawty bad, and she got it from her mama
Booty lookin’ fat, I might throw a couple commas
Dolce & Gabbana, I’m lookin’ saucy
Just might take the top off, hit em with the cha cha

[Verse 1]
Play her like Nintendo, insurance give me dental
Hotspot in my pocket don’t wanna make me heat the metal
My hoes don’t pretend, no
Kyllies and some Kendalls
Take the bag and flip it, flip it increase the profit 10 fold

Yea, that’s a 10-4
Speedin’ up the tempo
I need a blunt gimme a sec uno momento
Dance moves catchin fire Lil Cactus got some hot feet
Think I found my wife she came equipped with sloppy top

[Chorus]
Still need rings like Melo wonder when I’ll find my LaLa
Turn my life got bossed up, she givin’ head no toss up
Trips out to Brazil, I might kick it feel like KaKa
I don’t check the cost nah, pockets full of guala

My lil shawty bad, and she got it from her mama
Booty lookin’ fat, I might throw a couple commas
Dolce & Gabbana, I’m lookin’ saucy
Just might take the top off, hit em with the cha cha

[Verse 2]
I got way too much on my mind that’s what keepin’ me up late
But I maneuver for that moolah cause I gotta get that cake
8 hours straight on em I don’t need a break
Go and make up a plate, I’ll take lobster with my steak

And I’m not sayin that I’m perfect but I gotta keep the ace (no mistake)
All they want is the glory and the fame (that’s why they came)
I can’t look em in the eye no more so now they hideaway
All these bricks up in the trap I thought we had a fireplace

I been smokin space cadet, that’s that Jimmy Neutron
Couple commas on my check cause I don’t need the coupon
All this drip I’m soaking wet, clothes they came from Taiwan
Counting hunnids and they blue, standing tall like Zion

Calvin Klein my waist, talkin’ funny get erased
Had to get this on my own while all you do is copy, paste
Yea you nerds playin’ with Microsoft won’t say shit to my face
You get popped just like a Tylenol so get up out my space

[Chorus]
Still need rings like Melo wonder when I’ll find my LaLa
Turn my life got bossed up, she givin’ head no toss up
Trips out to Brazil, I might kick it feel like KaKa
I don’t check the cost nah, pockets full of guala

My lil shawty bad, and she got it from her mama
Booty lookin’ fat, I might throw a couple commas
Dolce & Gabbana, I’m lookin’ saucy
Just might take the top off, hit em with the cha cha

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