Branko, Princess Nokia - Take Off lyrics
[Branko, Princess Nokia - Take Off lyrics]
Putatat putatatata putatat putatatata
Putatat putatatata putatatatatatata
60 box braids in my hair
I rock weave, me no care
Ghetto baby atmosphere
On my stoop, waving at me
Bicycles and big gold teeth west Indies, ?
Got my credit at the store, drugs in the back
Drinkin' more open up that ice cream box
Make those men mouth go drop
Two gold chains and a white crop top
White turban and them white tube sock
Make them boys go stop
I keep flirtin', I won't stop, I won't stop
I'm a traveler, a third world wrangler
Either in the jungle or I'm
Laying low in Canada gotta have my camera
See you when I get back
Living in the future
I don't ever post a throwback
Swimming in the ocean
Chilling in the mountains damn, I look young
Guess I, guess I found the fountain
Putatat putatatata putatat putatatata
Putatat putatatata putatatatatatata
Princess Nokia, call me on my cellular
On my, on my cellular
Putatat putatatata putatat putatatata
Putatat putatatata putatatatatatata
Putatat putatatata putatat putatatata
Putatat putatatata
I'm foreign, don't fuck with nothing boring
You may have your shit
But I got something more important
Planes and trains and trips
Life is filled with with more exploring
Druggin and the whorin', I did it
It was boring
Passport ready, bags stay packed
Got my confirmation code
Need to activate that
See, I hit the kiosk, got my duty-free off
Now I need to take off 'cause
My plan to take off
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
So you best act quick 'fore
She does her trick
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
So you best act quick 'fore she do her trick
Putatat putatatata putatat putatatata
Putatat putatatata putatatatatatata
Princess Nokia, call me on my cellular
On my, on my cellular
Putatat putatatata putatatatatatata
60 box braids in my hair
I rock weave, me no care
Ghetto baby atmosphere
On my stoop, waving at me
Bicycles and big gold teeth west Indies, ?
Got my credit at the store, drugs in the back
Drinkin' more open up that ice cream box
Make those men mouth go drop
Two gold chains and a white crop top
White turban and them white tube sock
Make them boys go stop
I keep flirtin', I won't stop, I won't stop
I'm a traveler, a third world wrangler
Either in the jungle or I'm
Laying low in Canada gotta have my camera
See you when I get back
Living in the future
I don't ever post a throwback
Swimming in the ocean
Chilling in the mountains damn, I look young
Guess I, guess I found the fountain
Putatat putatatata putatat putatatata
Putatat putatatata putatatatatatata
Princess Nokia, call me on my cellular
On my, on my cellular
Putatat putatatata putatat putatatata
Putatat putatatata putatatatatatata
Putatat putatatata putatat putatatata
Putatat putatatata
I'm foreign, don't fuck with nothing boring
You may have your shit
But I got something more important
Planes and trains and trips
Life is filled with with more exploring
Druggin and the whorin', I did it
It was boring
Passport ready, bags stay packed
Got my confirmation code
Need to activate that
See, I hit the kiosk, got my duty-free off
Now I need to take off 'cause
My plan to take off
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
So you best act quick 'fore
She does her trick
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
That girl is a witch and
That girl does tricks
So you best act quick 'fore she do her trick
Putatat putatatata putatat putatatata
Putatat putatatata putatatatatatata
Princess Nokia, call me on my cellular
On my, on my cellular