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Shanin Blake
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shanin Blake
Songwriter
Lyrics
I manifest my dreams into realities
The flick of the wrist
I light up my spliff
Sit back and relax
And watch the dollars stack fat
Big goals, small waist, cute face with a fat ass (woah)
Cha-ching the song track of my life
I didn't go to college
I ain't nobody's wife
I did it all on my own
No neighbors, no tears
I was a broke single mom
And now I'm rock all teeth
Every time I look in your eyes
I feel like I could get high
Take bongrips at night so I can numb my mind
I got crystals in my bathtub, we be making slow love meditate daily baby
If you fuck with me maybe we'll take a trip, take a trip to the moon
I be rocking with you
Every day is brand new
We got nothing to lose
Shuba-do-ba-da-da
Shuba-do-ba-da-da-da
Shuba-do-ba-ba-da-da-da, do-da-da-do-do, da
I like manifesting in the morning
Light up my J and I'm soaring
Step outside, be here now
Epcot totally be knowing
If you walk in my space I'll light up some sage
Deep breathe clear the energy
Align and give thanks
We speak it into existence
Creating these visions
No limits, unstoppable
Feel like Kim Possible
Life is my playground
I do what I say now
Next thing I might do is sell out an arena
Idea in my eyes
Activated goddess, no surprise
I don't like to hold back
Whip my titties out, yeah
Laying in the sun, yeah
Nobody can judge me now
Every time I look in your eyes
I feel like I could get high
Take bongrips at night so I can numb my mind
I got crystals in my bathtub, we be making slow love meditate daily baby
If you fuck with me maybe we'll take a trip, take a trip to the moon (moon)
I'll be rocking with you (you)
Every day is brand new (brand new)
We got nothing to lose (ooh) (nothing to lose, yeah)
Shuba-do-ba-da-da
Shuba-do-ba-da-da-da
Shuba-do-ba-ba-da-da-da, do-da-da-do-do, da
Shuba-do-ba-da-da
Lazy Sunday morning with the highlight
Hiking up a mountain and make a vibe right (shuba-do-ba-da-da)
Maybe I swear to god I got something going
He's got my soul to sunshine
It's cold I got this I hold my cup is half full (shuba-do-ba-da-da-da)
I'm reaching new heights we feeling alright
Whipping in a court in a bikini in my hindsight, yeah (shuba-do-ba-da-da)
Everyone tryna fuck with me but I ain't fuckin' with no one
You can find me on top of a mountain
Written by: Shanin Blake