Imagine
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
Pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
I pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
You couldn't be more wrong
We show up and show out
500 racks, sold out
I never been more proud
Need more light on me (diamond)
Shine on me
This is my final form
Tell 'em all, "Child, please"
Baby, I blow your mind (slander)
Buy all these (yuh)
Dynamite (gimme that)
Dine on me
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
Pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
I pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
All this work (this work)
Paid off (off)
When they had no
Faith at all (faith at all)
One min' livin' bummy
Then go pray to God (pray to God)
F- around and go completely unrelatable
Like imagine, imagine
Thick as f- but all I eat is salad
Saucin' with my thousands on an island
Got imagination 'cause I'm childish
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
Pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
I pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
Pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
I pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
You couldn't be more wrong
We show up and show out
500 racks, sold out
I never been more proud
Need more light on me (diamond)
Shine on me
This is my final form
Tell 'em all, "Child, please"
Baby, I blow your mind (slander)
Buy all these (yuh)
Dynamite (gimme that)
Dine on me
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
Pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
I pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
All this work (this work)
Paid off (off)
When they had no
Faith at all (faith at all)
One min' livin' bummy
Then go pray to God (pray to God)
F- around and go completely unrelatable
Like imagine, imagine
Thick as f- but all I eat is salad
Saucin' with my thousands on an island
Got imagination 'cause I'm childish
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
Pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
Imagine, imagine
Put the studio in the mansion
Pull up in a new high fashion
I pull up just like, "Ooh, you a baddie"
Credits
Writer(s): Amala Zandile Dlamini, Mike Hector, Gerard A. Powell Ii, Dave Tourtellete
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.