[Intro]
Yeller
Hillbilly in Beverly Hills
And so, uh Drama Beats
[Verse 1]
Hold up, damn rich, peanut butter guts in the Lamborghini, woah
You must have white bread, let's make a sandwich (Yeah)
No, I ain't never seen money like you got (No)
Nobody got that kind of money in the boondocks (No)
So if you take me up and show me the balcony lookin' over
The Hollywood Valley, I'll make your balloon pop
Pop stars like you need a dude like me
To appreciate your wealth
I know you got an 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 (Yeah)
You wanna drink and get cut like Rambo? (Rambo)
And let me drive your Daddy's Lambo
[Hook]
Take me up to Beverly Hills
To your Daddy's mansion
Let me see Hollywood for real
Lights, camera, action
I've seen you partyin' with Kim
Entertainment Channel
One thing I gotta know
Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo?
Lambo-o-oh (Yeah!)
Your Daddy's Lambo
Lambo-o-oh
Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo?
Lambo-o-oh (Yeah!)
Your Daddy's Lambo
Lambo-o-oh
Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo? (Ha-ah-ah-ah)
[Verse 2]
You're young and reckless (Yeah), nice little diamond necklace (yeah)
Gotta pint-sized vodka drink and you're pretty in pink
Wanna go get breakfast?
But you ain't never been to Waffle House (No)
Always hangin' in Guys and Dolls (Yeah)
If you came to the South, I'd put you in the Chevrolet
And we'd slide to the mall (C'mon)
Yeah, I came to the club in a pair of Famous jeans and a DTA hoody
But I'm walkin' through the party with Rogue Status lookin' for Beverly Hill goodies (Well)
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
[Hook]
Take me up to Beverly Hills
To your Daddy's mansion
Let me see Hollywood for real
Lights, camera, action
I've seen you partyin' with Kim
Entertainment Channel
One thing I gotta know
Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo?
Lambo-o-oh (Yeah!)
Your Daddy's Lambo
Lambo-o-oh
Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo?
Lambo-o-oh (Yeah!)
Your Daddy's Lambo
Lambo-o-oh (Ha-ah-ah-ah...)
Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo? (Yeah!)
[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 (Yeah) wanna turn this wine from water
Keep the (Yeah) party goin' in the 808 blowin' 'cause Drama (Yeah) 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 (Yeah)
Some will run into a hundred-dollar bill
And drill a dick on any Tom and Harry with a 24-inch shoe
But come and explore this dude
Analyze my swing
It's Slick Rick E. Bobby, baby
Gotta let me drive that thing, come on
[Hook]
Take me up to Beverly Hills
To your Daddy's mansion
Let me see Hollywood for real
Lights, camera, action
I've seen you partyin' with Kim
Entertainment Channel
One thing I gotta know
Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo?
Lambo-o-oh (Yeah!)
Your Daddy's Lambo
Lambo-o-oh
Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo?
Lambo-o-oh (Yeah!)
Your Daddy's Lambo
Lambo-o-oh
Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo?
[Outro]
Just, whip it around you know
Up the hills
I ain't gon' wreck it, I promise
Sit yo' drunk ass back
Drama Beats, Yelawolf, Ghet-O-Vision
What up Rob Dyrdek, Fantasy Factory bitch
Hallerratchee