Here Are the Lyrics to Lil Uzi Vert's 'Sanguine Paradise'

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Lil Uzi Vert

Lil Uzi Vert finds himself climbing the Billboard Hot 100 with his latest single "Sanguine Paradise." Backed by a heavy bass line, the song details the 24-year-old Philadelphia rapper's affection for the ladies.

Check out the full lyrics and listen to the song below.

We be throwin' money in a spiral
Every time your girl hear my song, yeah, turn her right into my hoe
She shake her ass (I'm working on dying), do the eye roll
Got a skinny thong like a tightrope
I be blowin' up like some pyro
Coupe 150, call it Kyro

If she left with me, she the right hoe
Man, she ridin' me like a BMX
Man, she said the D is for Dyno
I got two horns like a rhino
It's no way you can buy hoe
But I bought a mansion, women slide through
Yes, I opened up the slide door so you can hear it hit the high note

I like the way you (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)

Money keep coming in, I can't lose
Money keep coming in, I can't lose
Foreign girls and they tens, I can't choose
Foreign car got V10, I can't cruise

I got different color on my diamonds, I can't even see the time
I don't wanna see her face, I'ma go and get behind
Drop the top on the Wraith, I'ma make him lose his mind
I just made 100k, it was quicker than a Vine
I was swinging from a vine, tryna put me down, but I climb
I'ma get it, keep tryin', there's no reason for the cryin'
We the ones that be slidin', they the ones that be dyin'
Know my boys, they be ridin', yeah, my doors suicide

Side note, you will never reach my goals
I be walkin' with a slimed nose
And I'm also walkin' with my side hoe
Only time I be walkin' when I'm on the moon, so I feel like Michael
I was talking to my lil' slime, that's a lil' lizard, call her Geico
In reality I’m 5'4
Stand on my money now I’m 6'6
Hit her once now she dismissed
Can’t fuck her sister make her lick dick
.40 on me make my hip thick
When I see an opp, make the clip hit
Aiming at his top, boy you need a mop
Man I’m goin’ out with a vengeance
My pants, Raf Simons
My shoes, Rick-Rick
Your girl dipped my tartar sauce so she ate my dick like a fish stick
Hit it raw, yes I am a dog, I don’t do this shit for no image
All my diamonds, they be hittin' hard
Try to play me boy, that's a scrimmage

I got different color on my diamonds, I can't even see the time
I don't wanna see her face, I'ma go and get behind
Drop the top on the Wraith, I'ma make him lose his mind
I just made 100k, it was quicker than a Vine
I was swinging from a vine, tryna put me down, but I climb
I'ma get it, keep tryin', there's no reason for the cryin'
We the ones that be slidin', they the ones that be dyin'
Know my boys, they be ridin', yeah, my doors suicide

Live it up, you can just go any day now
Mykko Montana, this beat is from K Camp
Got frost on my diamonds, I’m getting the cake now
Gotta stay on your stomach lil' bitch when you lay down
Live it up, 'cause you can go any day now
Mykko Montana, this beat is from K Camp
Frost on my diamonds 'cause I got the cake now
When you on your stomach lil' bitch better lay down
I’m so up and I can’t turn it down
They counted me out, my whole life turned around
Clean up my diamonds, you know I got rented
Know my boys coming and you know they mean business
That advance that you waitin’ for, already spent it
When I’m on the beat man, you know I’m gon’ kill it

We be throwin' money in a spiral
Every time your girl hear my song, yeah, turn her right into my hoe
She shake her ass, do the eye roll
Got a skinny thong like a tightrope
I be blowin' up like some pyro
Coupe 150, call it Kyro

I got different color on my diamonds, I can't even see the time
I don't wanna see her face, I'ma go and get behind
Drop the top on the Wraith, I'ma make him lose his mind
I just made 100k, it was quicker than a Vine
I was swinging from a vine, tryna put me down, but I climb
I'ma get it, keep tryin', there's no reason for the cryin'
We the ones that be slidin', they the ones that be dyin'
Know my boys, they be ridin', yeah, my doors suicide

I like the way you (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
 

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Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

Written by: Symere Woods

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