[Chorus: Baby Gos]
Lolita, Lolita you’re so hot
You got a fever
Baby know that she a eater
OMG, I wanna see her
Shorty said she got a man
But I know that she a cheater
Cherry bomb lip gloss
Never tasted nothing sweeter
Lolita, Lolita you’re so hot
You got a fever
Baby know that she a eater
OMG, I wanna see her
Shorty said she got a man
But I know that she a cheater
Cherry bomb lip gloss
Never tasted nothing sweeter
[Verse 1: Baby Gos]
I love her black mascara
Girl be looking stellar
Meet me at the spot
If you wanna forget about your fella
Said I fuck her better
Know I get her wetter
Later on her man be asking
“Where’d you get that sweater?”
Three bitches wet
In the whip
That’s a car pool
Do what I want
I'ont ever follow no rules
Shorty told me
That I'm better
Then her old dude
But I don’t give a fuck
I'm just here for the night boo
Lil boy you past tense
You lack the passion
I drip with fashion
Fuck boy just acting
Your bitch ecstatic
I hit then passed it
She fake, she plastic
She swear she catholic
All the white girls
I wanna see you jump
All the black girls
Let me see you fuck it up
All the nice girls
Let me lead you to the plug
For a night girl
Would you wanna be my drug?
[Chorus: Baby Gos]
Lolita, Lolita you’re so hot
You got a fever
Baby know that she a eater
OMG, I wanna see her
Shorty said she got a man
But I know that she a cheater
Cherry bomb lip gloss
Never tasted nothing sweeter
Lolita, Lolita you’re so hot
You got a fever
Baby know that she a eater
OMG, I wanna see her
Shorty said she got a man
But I know that she a cheater
Cherry bomb lip gloss
Never tasted nothing sweeter
[Verse 2: DOWNFVLL]
Yuh, I got the drip
I got the money
Got my chains on
I got golden eyes
Double O seven
Feel like James Bond
She got a man
When she heard my song
Lolita came knocking
Then I saw her body
Like she hit me
With the brainwashing
God damn
(hola señorita)
You got me going Loco
Speak spanish
Like Espada
I knew she was a devil
Cause’ she came in
Wearing Prada
When she give me head
She got 'em red eyes
Just like Sarada
Run my hand
Through her hair
When she blow me
I'm a stylist
And her friends
I don’t care
'cause Lolita she the baddest
Wanna marry that booty
If she a snack then
I’m Scooby
It be getting lil spooky
When she be like please do me
Yuh she addicted to me
And I'm addicted to her
And we be going all night
I can feel my body wither
I’m gonna keep going
Not gonna stop now
We going viral making hits
I'm making pop now, bitch
I’m feeling classy
Like i’m British
Call her Darling, huh
Make her go crazy
She wildin on top
No starfish, huh
My dick an arrow
I'm an archer
Feel like Sterling, huh
Gotta keep her satisfied
Now O'm overworking huh
Lil boy I run this music shit
Like i’m the Administrator
I’m dressed in black, when I walk in
They all just die, like i’m Vader
Done with the cold
Buy a house in a country
South the equator
I used to do this shit for fun
When I really try i’m better
[Chorus: Baby Gos]
Lolita, Lolita you’re so hot
You got a fever
Baby know that she a eater
OMG, I wanna see her
Shorty said she got a man
But I know that she a cheater
Cherry bomb lip gloss
Never tasted nothing sweeter
Lolita, Lolita you’re so hot
You got a fever
Baby know that she a eater
OMG, I wanna see her
Shorty said she got a man
But I know that she a cheater
Cherry bomb lip gloss
Never tasted nothing sweeter
Lolita was produced by Blunt Christ.