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Celebration Station (Explicit)

Lil Uzi Vert, The Ensemble
2020-03-133:11 minSynced lyrics

"Celebration Station (Explicit)" is a song by Lil Uzi Vert, The Ensemble, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:11 long and contains 82 lines and 682 words.

Lyrics

0:02And I can't do my dance 'cause my pants leather
0:05They from France
0:06I can't slow this
0:06(I'm working on dying)
0:07Yeah, no, I can't slow it
0:10Fast paced all the time (Yeah, one, two, three, yeah)
0:13Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten
0:16She ignore that man, fxckin' with me, handstand
0:19I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
0:23I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (Let's go, yeah)
0:26Yeah, what is mine? That is yours
0:29You can't hold my glam, yes, I own my glam
0:33Stacking this paper, you know that I get it up
0:34I can't be broke again
0:36Talkin' that sh!t, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
0:38Headshot soak his mans
0:39My choppa get hot just like a pan
0:41Knock your headlights just like a ram
0:43I got ten toes and I count up, ten fingers
0:44So I do not need an un-helping hand
0:46Monopoly crib, I'm movin' again
0:48Got your b!tch on me, she groovin' again (Let's go)
0:50Lamborghini just give them a reason to hate
0:51So my n!ggas shootin' again
0:53My coupe, my roof, drop that sh!t again
0:55She sucked my d**k then she mopped up my friend
0:56No, we do not wanna feel tooth again
0:58When she let me go, I'm on the loose again
1:00She on the molly, she tryna boot again
1:01She ain't even mine, this girl is a lend
1:03I prayed every time when I thought you sinned
1:05I write in my mind, I don't use a pen (Yeah, yeah)
1:06She givin' me time, my watch cost a Lam'
1:08Just give me more time, other watch cost a Benz
1:10Look at Lil Uzi, he poppin' again
1:11Them n!ggas, they switchin', they hoppin' again (Yeah)
1:13Look at them n!ggas, they oppin' again
1:15She give me that top and she sloppin' again (Woah)
1:17Look at his album, it's floppin' again
1:18Not takin' a brick, I'm not stoppin' again
1:20Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten (Let's go)
1:23She ignore that man, fxckin' with me, handstand (Let's go, let's go)
1:27I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad (Woah)
1:30I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (Let's go, yeah)
1:34Yeah, what is mine? That is yours
1:37You can't hold my glam, yes, I own my glam
1:40Stackin' this paper, you know that I get it up
1:42I can't be broke again
1:44Talkin' that sh!t, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
1:45Headshot soak his mans
1:47Woah, spent a hundred thousand on a brand new pointer choker
1:51Automatic gun's got a motor
1:52I can feel that sh!t in my shoulder
1:54Brand new watch cost a quarter
1:56And you know it's flooded in water
1:57You know every day I'm gettin' older
1:59But I'm young enough for your daughter
2:01And you know my neck is flooded in boulders (Boulders)
2:03Gettin' money, yeah, that's my quota (Quota)
2:04Even though Lil Uzi gettin' older (Older)
2:06Know I'm young enough for your daughter
2:08Everytime I'm in my mind (Woah)
2:09She give me head, hypnosis (Yeah)
2:12Talkin' 'bout the love can't hold me (Woah)
2:13Talkin' 'bout the guap can't fold me
2:15Uh, uh, talkin' 'bout "You're mine," no, you don't own me
2:18Yeah, just take your time, gotta be
2:22Yeah, it's on mind and they just know me
2:25Yeah, fast-paced all the time and I can't slow it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
2:28Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten
2:31She ignore that man, fxckin' with me, handstand
2:34I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
2:38I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (Let's go, yeah)
2:42Yeah, what is mine? That is yours
2:45You can't hold my glam, yes, I own my glam
2:48Stacking this paper, you know that I get it up
2:50I can't be broke again
2:51Talkin' that sh!t, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
2:53Headshot soak his mans (Lil Uzi)
3:00Hello? Hello? Where am I?
3:06I've never seen nothing like this, what's all this?
3:11Hello? Yo?
And I can't do my dance 'cause my pants leather
They from France
I can't slow this
(I'm working on dying)
Yeah, no, I can't slow it
Fast paced all the time (Yeah, one, two, three, yeah)
Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten
She ignore that man, fxckin' with me, handstand
I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (Let's go, yeah)
Yeah, what is mine? That is yours
You can't hold my glam, yes, I own my glam
Stacking this paper, you know that I get it up
I can't be broke again
Talkin' that sh!t, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
Headshot soak his mans
My choppa get hot just like a pan
Knock your headlights just like a ram
I got ten toes and I count up, ten fingers
So I do not need an un-helping hand
Monopoly crib, I'm movin' again
Got your b!tch on me, she groovin' again (Let's go)
Lamborghini just give them a reason to hate
So my n!ggas shootin' again
My coupe, my roof, drop that sh!t again
She sucked my d**k then she mopped up my friend
No, we do not wanna feel tooth again
When she let me go, I'm on the loose again
She on the molly, she tryna boot again
She ain't even mine, this girl is a lend
I prayed every time when I thought you sinned
I write in my mind, I don't use a pen (Yeah, yeah)
She givin' me time, my watch cost a Lam'
Just give me more time, other watch cost a Benz
Look at Lil Uzi, he poppin' again
Them n!ggas, they switchin', they hoppin' again (Yeah)
Look at them n!ggas, they oppin' again
She give me that top and she sloppin' again (Woah)
Look at his album, it's floppin' again
Not takin' a brick, I'm not stoppin' again
Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten (Let's go)
She ignore that man, fxckin' with me, handstand (Let's go, let's go)
I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad (Woah)
I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (Let's go, yeah)
Yeah, what is mine? That is yours
You can't hold my glam, yes, I own my glam
Stackin' this paper, you know that I get it up
I can't be broke again
Talkin' that sh!t, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
Headshot soak his mans
Woah, spent a hundred thousand on a brand new pointer choker
Automatic gun's got a motor
I can feel that sh!t in my shoulder
Brand new watch cost a quarter
And you know it's flooded in water
You know every day I'm gettin' older
But I'm young enough for your daughter
And you know my neck is flooded in boulders (Boulders)
Gettin' money, yeah, that's my quota (Quota)
Even though Lil Uzi gettin' older (Older)
Know I'm young enough for your daughter
Everytime I'm in my mind (Woah)
She give me head, hypnosis (Yeah)
Talkin' 'bout the love can't hold me (Woah)
Talkin' 'bout the guap can't fold me
Uh, uh, talkin' 'bout "You're mine," no, you don't own me
Yeah, just take your time, gotta be
Yeah, it's on mind and they just know me
Yeah, fast-paced all the time and I can't slow it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Too much guap, bands, bands, bad lil' foreign, ten, ten
She ignore that man, fxckin' with me, handstand
I can't lie, she got that good, but that girl bad, bad
I stay with a bag, bag, make that girl dance, dance (Let's go, yeah)
Yeah, what is mine? That is yours
You can't hold my glam, yes, I own my glam
Stacking this paper, you know that I get it up
I can't be broke again
Talkin' that sh!t, then that Glocky gon' hit it up
Headshot soak his mans (Lil Uzi)
Hello? Hello? Where am I?
I've never seen nothing like this, what's all this?
Hello? Yo?

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