Lambo Sport (feat. Clean Bandit)

Hey

Hi sweetie

They failed her at one point
So much so they hurt her
They screwed up her whole heart
And I swear on my life
If I catch that bandit
With my own gun, I'll kill that bastard
And you really have to see her
Her face and her waist
Every time she enters the room (So you know)
It makes me want to love her
And at the same time break her
So much so that I forget even the condom

And until the sun comes up (oh, oh, oh) (ehh)
Calm down, don't feel fear (oh, oh, oh) (ehh)
Because with me you hit the Power Ball
On the Avenue at a hundred and something in a Lambo sport
The guns go inside because we have control
Calm down, don't feel fear (oh, oh, or)
Because with me you hit the Power Ball
On the Avenue at a hundred and something in a Lambo sport
The guns go inside because we have control (rat, ta, ta)

I like her because she's a b*tch and also classy
And when the flirting starts, it doesn't end (oh my God)
She climbs on top, gets wet like Aquafina
Speaking frankly, that a** dominates me
When I smoke, I want to see you
I want to find you (oh my God)
Put you in position and then give it to you (what the f*ck?)
You know what happens if we're apart (stop that sh*t)
You have a lot of meat, share (Rat, ta, ta)

I like you because you're a f*cking b*tch
You're mine with Davincci's codes (So you know)
I serenade you with a mariachi band (hey)
And I take you to the parking lot because we're on switch
I love you because you're so nasty
Matte black the 4matic
With the problematic baby
The one with piercings in her boobs and p*ssy
The one who always leaves lipstick on my boxers

And until the sun comes up (oh, oh, oh) (ehh)
Calm down, don't feel fear (oh, oh, oh) (ehh)
Because with me you hit the Power Ball
On the Avenue at a hundred and something in a Lambo sport
The guns go inside because we have control (here we go)
Calm down, don't feel fear (oh, oh, or)
Because with me you hit the Power Ball
On the Avenue at a hundred and something in a Lambo sport
The guns go inside because we have control

At a hundred and something in the Lambo, but there's no rush
I take the top down and you take off your shirt
Mami, I'm powerful just like my Visa
In private, f*cking on the way to Ibiza
We land and it's for the Gucci pants and shirt
Your boyfriend better not snore or I'll turn him into ashes
I have so many millions that my account freezes
I'm laughing, but laughing out loud
Ha, ha, ha

The sun is about to come out, but I'm hotter
I know you want it, it's obvious, evident
Look me in the eyes, eyes don't lie
When I enter you, I'll give it to you with power

And until the sun comes up (oh, oh, oh) (ehh)
Calm down, don't feel fear (oh, oh, oh) (ehh)
Because with me you hit the Power Ball
On the Avenue at a hundred and something in a Lambo sport
The guns go inside because we have control (oh, oh, oh)
Calm down, don't feel fear (oh, oh, or)
Because with me you hit the Power Ball
On the Avenue at a hundred and something in a Lambo sport
The guns go inside because we have control

Geniuz, stop that sh*t!
The guns go inside because we have control
Here we go again
Clean Bandit, Everybody go to the discotheque
The guns go inside because we have control
Do you understand what we're trying to tell you?
The guns go inside because we have control
Duars Entertainment x Darell
The real comeback, got it baby?
That's how it is
So you know
The guns go inside because we have control
Rat, ta, ta