Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bombay and Lemonade, artist - Taylor Gang. Date of issue: 15.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bombay and Lemonade |
| Trippy like bombay paper planes |
| Pints of codeine, pounds of Mary Jane |
| If I didn’t have my dope, I would go insane |
| 24/7 high, I will never change |
| Need my vicadin, I need my loyal tabs |
| I need a bad bitch with enormous ass |
| Every day I’m throwed my nigga |
| When you makin' this money, this how it goes my nigga |
| Rollin' and blowin' it by the O, my nigga |
| Sippin' and smokin', that’s how I get it in motion |
| Smokin' the loudest and give you niggas the roaches |
| Shows and after parties for all the pictures, be posin' |
| Don’t you doubt all that shit, so that nigga be pourin' |
| Slowin' down, weed goin' round |
| I’m lightin' up, it’s goin' down |
| Lemonade and gin, I be pourin' up |
| Roll another one 'cause I ain’t never high enough |
| TGOD, that’s how we live it up |
| For some real niggas, yeah you gotta give it up |
| It’s like a joy stick, yeah my niggas play us too |
| Do or die, I be smokin' on a J or 2 |
| That’s some pimp type shit me and my niggas do |
| Yeah, we fucked up, what you heard is true |
| I’m on that Bombay and lemonade |
| That’s what be sippin' on |
| Ridin' clean and sitting low |
| Rollin' all my weed 'til it’s gone |
| I’m on that Bombay and lemonade |
| That’s what be sippin' on |
| Ridin' clean and sitting low |
| Rollin' all my weed 'til it’s gone |
| I’m playin' that eight track and that seven deuce |
| With a whole cup of that Taylor juice |
| Your bitch all around, we call that on the loose |
| With her hair blown and weave off the roof |
| My jewelry clean, that jar full |
| She got good brain, that’s law school |
| Wanna get high, trippy, fucked up nigga |
| Oh you wanna get high, might as well pull with ya |
| I’m drinkin', I’m smokin' |
| I’m faded, I’m loaded |
| Got weed smoked, got a bottle of gin |
| Got a bank roll, brought it all to spend |
| Got some pre-rolls, brought all of 'em in |
| And we gettin' smokey |
| I’m the money man with the money team |
| Your money talk, well my money sing |
| I’m a rock star, bitch I’m a Memphis king |
| Out in Hollywood, livin' every nigga dream |
| With a bunch of white girls in a limousine |
| 'Bout to pass the fuck out on this cup of lean |
| Hey white girl, have a couple of beans |
| Now let’s make a movie full of fuckin' scenes |
| I’m on that Bombay and lemonade |
| That’s what be sippin' on |
| Ridin' clean and sitting low |
| Rollin' all my weed 'til it’s gone |
| I’m on that Bombay and lemonade |
| That’s what be sippin' on |
| Ridin' clean and sitting low |
| Rollin' all my weed 'til it’s gone |