Lyrics Vodka & Lemonade - Ebenezer

Vodka & Lemonade

Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight
Can I be your mistake tonight?
You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade till you can’t think straight
Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight
Can I be your mistake tonight?
You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade till you can’t think straight
Cook outs at your aunties
You borrowed your mum’s car keys
You told me that you don’t get along with your cousins, nah nah
I want you, you already know this
Your family’s way too drunk for them to notice
Me pulling up on you
Your daddy don’t like me very much
He say I gang-bang
On the corner chilling with the gang gang
Yeah, he probably right girl
I’m no good for you
You old enough but you don’t say a damn thing
Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight
Can I be your mistake tonight?
You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade till you can’t think straight
Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight
Can I be your mistake tonight?
You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade till you can’t think straight
Fuck a mortgage
Girl I bought a house, I can afford it
I’m talking acres on acres
300 horses sitting in these Porsches
In the City of Angels
Damn, you look so devilish
Know you ain’t innocent
Really shouldn’t let you in when
Your daddy don’t like me very much
He say I gang-bang
On the corner chilling with the gang gang
Yeah, he probably right girl
I’m no good for you
You old enough but you don’t say a damn thing
Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight
Can I be your mistake tonight?
You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade till you can’t think straight
Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight
Can I be your mistake tonight?
You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade till you can’t think straight
On the lemonade (yeah)
On the lemonade glass (yeah)
On the lemonade (yeah)
On the lemonade glass (yeah)
On the lemonade (yeah)
On the lemonade glass
On the lemonade (yeah)
On the lemonade glass
(On the lemonade)
That can’t be my bitch I know
She been getting jiggy with the bros
(On the lemonade)
Cocaina make her relax
Cocaina make her react
(On the lemonade)
All she wanted was to flex, just to ball
Or wish she got a nigga with a jet
(On the lemonade)
Triple threat, gold chain feel like a noose around my neck
Oh yeah, yeah, I didn’t have a penny bitch, we came up from the mud
I don’t cry tears, bitch
It was what it was
From the place where you ain’t family just cause you’re blood
Niggas say «bruv» but it really ain’t love