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Alfred Thomas - Lala Lyrics

[Intro]
In lala-land, right, right
In lala-land, ooh, right
In lala-land, ooh
In lala-land, land

[Verse 1]
Bad bitch from New Orleans, ride dick in her Jordans
Walls pink like it Melrose, got rich of her stories
Bad bitch lookin' foreign, six inch in her closet
Drive stick in a sport, miss jets in the morn'

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, she got me tired mixin' up Sprite, uh
She pull up to the city late at night, uh
She like the band and the spotlight, uh
She like to slide but she not mine

[Chorus]
In lala-land, right, right
In lala-land, ooh, right
In lala-land, ooh
In lala-land, land, ah

[Verse 2]
She want a Balenciaga
Sushi, and wasabi
Wax off like Myagi
Nonfat in her coffee
She wanna fuck at the party, lonely in her apartment
Bitches be hatin', they salty, goat cheese for your wine and
Roll out the molly medicinal, cold sweat when you coming
You wanna know why I'm cynical, messed up, and exhausted?
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, she got me tired mixin' up Sprite, uh
She pull up to the city late at night, uh
She like the band and the spotlight, uh
She like to slide but she not mine

[Chorus]
In lala-land, right, right
In lala-land, ooh, right
In lala-land, ooh
In lala-land, land

[Bridge]
Coppin', Gucci, Harry, ice
Hop on my shit, yo, shit tight
Testarossa, 'Rari, vice
(Bitches be fallin' behind)
Got a feeling that my girl is moving 'round
Moving through the city, girl, you got your ride
Moving through the city
I know them guys, they be talking to me
I know them guys, they be talking

[Chorus]
In lala-land, right, right
In lala-land, ooh, right
In lala-land, ooh
In lala-land, land
In lala-land
In lala-land
In lala-land
In lala-land
[Outro]
In lala-land ([?])
In lala-land ([?])