Ladida (Explicit)
Rochelle Jordan"Ladida (Explicit)" is a song by Rochelle Jordan, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:21 long and contains 52 lines and 395 words.
Lyrics
0:15Met KLSH back in '09 in-around threw me beats and I just hit 'em out
0:19One by one yeah ***** I been around not just one I birthed a good amount
0:23All these sons I watch 'em run around all that time was something I allowed
0:27While I chilled they hope I'm headed out here forever and yes it's going down
0:31Uh-huh see me 'round town and they switching up
0:35Uh-huh can't run me out can't interrupt
0:39Uh-huh watching the frowns turn to dust
0:42And after everything best believe
0:44They hear me singing
0:45Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida
0:49Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah
0:53Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida
0:56Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah
1:07And after everything best believe
1:16Got my dreams and got these dollar bills get more lethal always come to kill
1:20Love these haters they're your ticket meal called his Uber when I got my fill
1:24Back to work on **** that make 'em feel sick yes ***** inject like penicil'
1:28Ain't no humble that died on a hill it's that time they know they got to kneel
1:32Uh-huh see me 'round town and they switching up
1:36Uh-huh can't run me out can't interrupt
1:40Uh-huh watching the frowns turn to dust
1:43And after everything best believe
1:45They hear me singing
1:46Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida
1:50Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah
1:54Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida
1:57Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah
2:12And after everything best believe
2:17Real sex kitten ***** I'm the pick of the litter
2:19Real fancy ***** yeah I eat haters for dinner
2:20Got gold on my body the lips hips the face
2:22The divine superstar fellas they want a taste
2:24Champagne dreams baby got diamonds by the case
2:26Got the C.R.E.A.M. dollar bill yeah it's Benjis up in your face
2:28From the island to the snow my ******* know how it go
2:30Top of the top floor when you reap what you sow
2:32It's the number one champion I'm the winner nigga
2:34Super international I'm making seven figures
2:36Donatella on the dress Prada on the purse
2:38Who God bless baby no man can curse
2:40Like middles to the ones who never believed
2:41Only with the ones who looked out for me
2:43Got my wings now they're made by Versace
2:45Got the whole world screaming "Ladida-di"
2:55Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida
2:58Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah
3:02Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida
3:06Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah
3:10Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida
3:14Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah
3:17Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida
3:21Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah
Met KLSH back in '09 in-around threw me beats and I just hit 'em out One by one yeah ***** I been around not just one I birthed a good amount All these sons I watch 'em run around all that time was something I allowed While I chilled they hope I'm headed out here forever and yes it's going down Uh-huh see me 'round town and they switching up Uh-huh can't run me out can't interrupt Uh-huh watching the frowns turn to dust And after everything best believe They hear me singing Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah And after everything best believe Got my dreams and got these dollar bills get more lethal always come to kill Love these haters they're your ticket meal called his Uber when I got my fill Back to work on **** that make 'em feel sick yes ***** inject like penicil' Ain't no humble that died on a hill it's that time they know they got to kneel Uh-huh see me 'round town and they switching up Uh-huh can't run me out can't interrupt Uh-huh watching the frowns turn to dust And after everything best believe They hear me singing Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah And after everything best believe Real sex kitten ***** I'm the pick of the litter Real fancy ***** yeah I eat haters for dinner Got gold on my body the lips hips the face The divine superstar fellas they want a taste Champagne dreams baby got diamonds by the case Got the C.R.E.A.M. dollar bill yeah it's Benjis up in your face From the island to the snow my ******* know how it go Top of the top floor when you reap what you sow It's the number one champion I'm the winner nigga Super international I'm making seven figures Donatella on the dress Prada on the purse Who God bless baby no man can curse Like middles to the ones who never believed Only with the ones who looked out for me Got my wings now they're made by Versace Got the whole world screaming "Ladida-di" Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladida Ladida ladida ladi-ladi-ladi yeah
Translation
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