Vodka & Lemonade

Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight Can I be your mistake tonight? You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade 'Til you can't think straight Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight Can I be your mistake tonight? You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade 'Til you can't think straight Cook outs at your aunty's You borrowed your mum's car keys You told me that you don't get along with your cousins, nah, nah I want you, you already know this Your family's way too drunk for them to notice Me pulling up on you, you Daddy don't like me very much He say I gangbang On the corner chilling with the gang, gang Yeah, he probably right Girl, I'm no good for you You old enough but you don't say a damn thing Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight Can I be your mistake tonight? You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade 'Til you can't think straight Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight Can I be your mistake tonight? You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade 'Til you can't think straight Fuck a mortgage Girl, I bought a house, I can afford it I'm talking acres on acres 300 horses sitting in these Porsches In the City of Angels Damn, you look so devilish Know you ain't innocent Really shouldn't let you in When your Daddy don't like me very much He say I gangbang On the corner chilling with the gang, gang Yeah, he probably right Girl, I'm no good for you You old enough but you don't say a damn thing Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight Can I be your mistake tonight? You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade 'Til you can't think straight Girl, if you wanna make mistakes tonight Can I be your mistake tonight? You can blame it on the vodka and lemonade 'Til you can't think straight On the lemonade On the lemonade glass On the lemonade On the lemonade glass On the lemonade On the lemonade glass On the lemonade On the lemonade glass On the lemonade That can't be my bitch, I know She been getting jiggy with the bros (On the lemonade) Cocaína make her relax Cocaína make her react (On the lemonade) All she wanted was to flex, just to ball Or wish she got a nigga with a jet (On the lemonade) Triple threat, gold chain feel like a noose around my neck I didn't have a penny bitch, we came up from the mud I don't cry tears, bitch It was what it was From the place where you ain't family just 'cause you're blood Niggas say bruv but it really ain't love