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Lotta - Mobile (feat. Lil Berti & Ninkender) Lyrics




This time no one else going to pressure you
Into making moves
Got to let you choose
Wait though, IMO, there's no problem with kicking off your shoes
Got nothing to lose
For real
We going to get the grain like the oatmeal
Got to keep it moving like the mobile
Got to keep it moving like the mobile

I steal the show
Man I never pay the price
You hear my raps
You should hear all of my advice
South side, mom van, whip it up
And I'm so fly, zip me up
I was gone but now I'm back
I keep moving on the track
I'll say sorry, I'll say thank you
Manners nothing that I lack
I make your smile look cheesy
And your laugh sound so squeaky

This is who we are
Driving brand new cars
Or a bike, ape hangers with the handle bars
And this is how we do
Forever 22
Got the whole crowd bouncing like a kangaroo
And every time we dropping music you know we compete
Wow, what a great view from my window seat
If you mad, save that drama for your mama
Keep the heat up like a sauna
I won't quit unless I wanna

This time no one else going to pressure you
Into making moves
Got to let you choose
Wait though, IMO, there's no problem with kicking off your shoes
Got nothing to lose
For real
We going to get the grain like the oatmeal
Got to keep it moving like the mobile
Got to keep it moving like the mobile

Sorry, pulled up to the party
In the whip with the gang like an army
Joe be Ernie like I'm Fernie with a Marty
I don't dance, I just bob, like a Marley
Icy like I'm Frozone "where's my super-suit"
We going to take this party through the roof
I clean up nice like the laundry
Now I'm throwing up the peace like I'm Gandhi

Got the peace
Blessings on me and I didn't even sneeze
Now that I'm a fan, it's a breeze
Making goodies in the oven
Open up some gum and I've got friends all of the sudden
Digging out of my hole, I'm going to gopher it
Break ups went down but I'm over it
See the team, this mobile is like a limousine
You say you're driven but you've got nothing to chauffeur it

To the right, yeah we do it right
To the left, until there's nothing left
To the right, yeah we do it right
To the left, until there's nothing left yeah
To the right, yeah we do it right
To the left, until there's nothing left
To the right, yeah we do it right
To the left, until there's nothing left yeah
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This time no one else going to pressure you
Into making moves
Got to let you choose
Wait though, IMO, there's no problem with kicking off your shoes
Got nothing to lose
For real
We going to get the grain like the oatmeal
Got to keep it moving like the mobile
Got to keep it moving like the mobile

I steal the show
Man I never pay the price
You hear my raps
You should hear all of my advice
South side, mom van, whip it up
And I'm so fly, zip me up
I was gone but now I'm back
I keep moving on the track
I'll say sorry, I'll say thank you
Manners nothing that I lack
I make your smile look cheesy
And your laugh sound so squeaky

This is who we are
Driving brand new cars
Or a bike, ape hangers with the handle bars
And this is how we do
Forever 22
Got the whole crowd bouncing like a kangaroo
And every time we dropping music you know we compete
Wow, what a great view from my window seat
If you mad, save that drama for your mama
Keep the heat up like a sauna
I won't quit unless I wanna

This time no one else going to pressure you
Into making moves
Got to let you choose
Wait though, IMO, there's no problem with kicking off your shoes
Got nothing to lose
For real
We going to get the grain like the oatmeal
Got to keep it moving like the mobile
Got to keep it moving like the mobile

Sorry, pulled up to the party
In the whip with the gang like an army
Joe be Ernie like I'm Fernie with a Marty
I don't dance, I just bob, like a Marley
Icy like I'm Frozone "where's my super-suit"
We going to take this party through the roof
I clean up nice like the laundry
Now I'm throwing up the peace like I'm Gandhi

Got the peace
Blessings on me and I didn't even sneeze
Now that I'm a fan, it's a breeze
Making goodies in the oven
Open up some gum and I've got friends all of the sudden
Digging out of my hole, I'm going to gopher it
Break ups went down but I'm over it
See the team, this mobile is like a limousine
You say you're driven but you've got nothing to chauffeur it

To the right, yeah we do it right
To the left, until there's nothing left
To the right, yeah we do it right
To the left, until there's nothing left yeah
To the right, yeah we do it right
To the left, until there's nothing left
To the right, yeah we do it right
To the left, until there's nothing left yeah
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Writer: Evan Walter, Joe Douglas, Keaton Boehner, Kobe Douglas, Ryan Zonnefeld, Zach Harker
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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