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    "Pink Lemonade" Lyrics

    Watsky

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    Air salad
    Sex vinaigrette
    Intravenous internet
    Jazz cigarettes
    Blazé frenzy
    Officer friendly
    Venti Trapaccino
    Gluten free Henny
    Crocodile skin in the Bentley
    Graveyard shift at the Denny's
    North side plenty, south side pennies
    I vote Yeezus/Deez Nuts 2020
    You want to run a country? that makes me shiver
    Bitch I wouldn't trust you to run with adult scissors
    Flushed ass face
    Flash that cash
    Your fleshlight wouldn't let you smash
    Collection plate passing through the church benches
    Pastors pull up to their chapels in Benzes
    I guess that I musta missed class that day
    It's so senseless, baby please pass that J

    How do you make pink lemonade?
    (Pink lemons!)
    How do you make pink lemonade?
    (Pink lemons!)
    Is it real? (Yeah!)
    Is it real? (Yeah!)
    Good! We only want it if it's real

    Can't bear a bear market with a bare body
    Rich heir—hot air choking errbody
    They swore you'd soar, check your sore body
    See the sweat pour from each pore of your poor body
    Someone wise once wrote
    "our world's divided into two types of folk
    Now there's the type of people who divide the world into different types of people
    And then there's the type who don't"
    My uniters, crack a beer on the couch
    If we're not eye to eye I'm hearing you out
    And my dividers, get your center-part ready
    'Cause I'll divide your skull with a dull machete
    We don't play
    Fetch or rollover
    No way — it's cold shoulder
    For Machiavellian, Martin Skhrelian suit and tie soldiers

    How do you make pink lemonade?
    (Pink lemons!)
    How do you make pink lemonade?
    (Pink lemons!)
    Is it real? (Yeah!)
    Is it real? (Yeah!)
    Good! We only want it if it's real

    Uh oh, uh oh
    I lost my ticket to go to the gun show
    I was gonna be front row
    My mind it used to be sharper than CutCo
    Uh oh, uh oh
    Somebody came at me cutthroat
    Broke open my dome and grafitti'd insideon the stucco
    Fuck no
    I'm gonna shine like DayGlo
    We gotta show em how the locals who come from the Bay go
    Beethoven lovers or Juggalos chugginga Faygo
    Welcome
    Got a caseload of queso
    No filet mignon but plenty of steak and potato
    Pay no attention to henchmen, okay bro?
    No way Jose Canseco
    If I'm a shark I'm not your Great White I'm maybe a Mako
    Makeover, without taking over some shit not a day go by
    This song was submitted on October 16th, 2016.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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