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Hillbilly in Beverly Hills

And so Drama beats

[Verse 1]

Hold up, damn rich, peanut butter guts in the Lamborghini, woah

You must have white bread, lets make a sandwich

No I ain't never seen money like you got

Nobody got that kind of money in the boondocks

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

The Hollywood valley I'll make your balloon pop

Popstars like you need a dude like me

To appreciate your wealth

I know you got a 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 would kill

Entertainment Channels

One thing I gotta know

Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo?


Your Daddy's Lambo?


Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo?


Your Daddy's Lambo


Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo?

[Verse 2]

You're young and reckless, nice little diamond necklace

Gotta pint-sized vodka drink and you're pretty in pink

Wanna go get breakfast?

But you ain't never been to Waffle House

Always hanging in Guys and Dolls

If you came to the South, I'd 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 walking through the party with Rogue Status looking for Beverly Hill goodies

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'll take it if I can drive your Daddy's toy


[Verse 3]

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 daddy made a fine daughter

Make me wanna turn this wine from water

Keep the party going in the 808 blowing cause Drama made a beat that'll climb the chart up

Money, money, money, money, money

Ain't it funny what a honey in 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 Rick E. Bobby, baby

Gotta let me drive that thing, come on



Just whip it around you know

Up the hills

I ain't gon wreck it, I promise

Just sit yo' drunk ass back

Drama Beats, Yelawolf, Ghet-O-Vision

What up Rob Dyrdek, Fantasy Factory bitch


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