Letra da Música Hopscotch (Remix) (With They.) de Tinashe

Alright, we got another beautiful day here in sunny Los Angeles, California
Let's take a look at our seven day forecast
We're seeing lots of sunshine all week long
Temperature's in the mid to upper 70's
And don't forget, it's Taco Tuesdays
We got blow, hoes, and indo

Hey, when I'm lonely, I always go up
Top dropped, feel like Otis, I always pull up
Two time, never on me, assume the shit is nice
I love when you notice, you know I go nuts
Dip-dip like a donut, I'm hard to locate
Lipstick on a soda, gon' pour it on your face
Move, bitch, bitch, I'm Luda' (Yeah-yeah)
Assume the shit is nice (Yeah-yeah)
Cash, cash, I got too much (Yeah-yeah)
Hold some just in case

Hopscotch, blocks hot, pop rock, off top (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Like I know it (Yeah-yeah)
Non stop, bop-bop, bops, drop top (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
'Cause I own it (Yeah-yeah)
Ta-da-da
Blocks hot, pop rocks, hopscotch, off top (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Like I know it (Yeah-yeah)
Non stop, bop-bop, bops, drop top
'Cause I own it
Ta-da-da

Ta-da-da
Hey, when I'm lonely, I hit my main bitch
Two shots, better pour it, we really off the shits
L. A. like I'm Kobe, been ballin' kinda nice (Yeah-yeah)
Loose chains, that's a throwaway (Yeah-yeah)
That's really real rich

Hopscotch, blocks hot, pop rock, off top (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Like I know it (Yeah-yeah)
Non stop, bop-bop, bops, drop top (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
'Cause I own it (Yeah-yeah)
Ta-da-da
Blocks hot, pop rocks, hopscotch, off top (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Like I know it (Yeah-yeah)
Non stop, bop-bop, bops, drop top (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
'Cause I own it (Yeah-yeah)

Ta-da-da
This year I done made a lot
Got so many cars, I'ma need a lot (Yeah-yeah)
I been goin' in, don't know when to stop (Yeah-yeah)
I been goin' in, don't know when to stop (Yeah-yeah)
These hoes wanna be like me (Like me, like me)
Ay, these hoes wanna be like me (Like me, like me)
Ta-da-da, I didn't lease the coupe, I paid in full for this here car (Ay)
Beverly and Fairfax if you're down to mob (Ay)
Hittin' Jon & Vinny's, want fusilli spicy sauce (Yeah-yeah)
Paparazzi on me 'cause they know that I'm a star (Yeah-yeah)
Got these titties sittin' extra pretty in that bra (Ay) (Yeah-yeah)
'Nashe steady grindin', I ain't ever fallen off (Ay) (Yeah-yeah)
Switch on me, you never gonna get back what you lost, ay
What's up my Socal gals?

Hopscotch, blocks hot, pop rock, off top (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Like I know it (Yeah-yeah)
Non stop, bop-bop, bops, drop top (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
'Cause I own it (Yeah-yeah)
Ta-da-da
Blocks hot, pop rocks, hopscotch, off top (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Like I know it (Yeah-yeah)
Non stop, bop-bop, bops, drop top (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
'Cause I own it (Yeah-yeah)
Ta-da-da