Vibe III: Lemonade

//Intro//
Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck it

//Verse //
We told me I should not listen to another voice
There's just these lips on my mind that keep saying what I should say
We told me I should start to make a fuckin' choice
But these fucking lips keep biting each other like they don't want to stay
I wake up at dawn, wanna stay under the covers
We know we'll never ever be like all the others (but fuck it)
No matter, we'll keep ask life some lemons so we can make lemonade
Don't you worry, ain't no poison, this is totally homemade

//Chorus//
I know there's a voice but fuck it
I'm that boy and you're the girl in the back of the class
And I keep to hear 'em keep talking that trash
I know I always want to go fast
And the life was made for the real ones
We're talkin' shit, getting fucked up with each bullshit
Back up, two steps, there's lemonade in the kitchen
Right here, paradise on the table