90210 lyrics

Mhm, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Mama's bailing down that road, craving 90210

She a porn star girl, oh, from the valley (honestly God bless)

Who left her hometown world all for that alley

Oh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties

(I hope it was wet like my jumper, though)

Ooh, used to take the long way home, long way home, all for that candy

Baby's hooked on feeling low

Do, do, do

Do, doo

Jacques turn La Flame, now he rolling on an Addy

Fifty on a chain, 'nother fifty on a Caddy, oh

He might pop him a pill, pop him a seal, pop anyone

Pop anything, pop anything to find an alley

Hmm, yeah, then find an alley

Baby's hooked on feeling low

Do, do, do

Do, doo

In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley

In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley, ooh

It's the superstar girl (baby's hooked on feeling low)

Superstar girl, roaming in that alley

In the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley

My granny called, she said "Travie, you work too hard

I'm worried you'll forget about me"

I'm falling in and out of cars, don't worry, I'ma get it, granny

What happened? now my daddy happy, mama called me up

That money coming and she love me, I done made it now

I done found life's meaning now, all them her heart'd break

Her heart not pieces now, friends turning into fraud niggas

Practicing, have the passion, you niggas packaged different

All you niggas, you niggas want the swag, you can't have it

I'ma sell it, you niggas salary 'bout to cap, bitch

Youngest nigga outta Houston at the Grammys

Smiling at 'em laughing at me

I passed the rock to Ye, he pump faked and passed it back, bitch

All of this off of rapping, should've wrote this in Latin

Yeah

Mmm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

Cuzzo said we in the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a 4

He pass the cigarette, I choke

Tell my auntie put them Ports down, them Ports down

Now you know you love your own now

Hit the stage, they got their hands up, don't put your nose down

I ain't knockin' a nigga, I knocked the door down, for sure now

Hardcore, I swear they counting on me

Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me

Houses on me, he got them ounces on him

Holy father, come save these niggas, I'm styling on 'em

Good lord, I see my good fortune in all these horses

I'm driving too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignore them

Distant sky, from north of the border, my chips is in order

My mom's biggest supporter so now niggas support a nigga