October London – Lime and Squeeze Lyrics

October London – Lime and Squeeze Lyrics

Lime and Squeeze Lyrics by October London

[Intro: DJ Drama]
(Amplifier)
October London, DJ Drama, Snoop
(Gangsta Grillz)

[Verse 1: October London & DJ Drama]
Travellin’ coast to coast
I seen a lot of pretty women, but you were the G.O.A.T
Grab a bathing-suit and flew for the toast
Body colder than February, need a hat and a coat
So refreshin’, like it came from the fridge
Make me wanna pop your top off and take me a sip (No, no, no)
Turn that around, but don’t move too fast
I take a stray with no chase, all I need is a glass (Yessir)

[Chorus: October London]
I’m tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin’ by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Nah-nah)
Reclinе it fourty-five degrees (Oh-oh)
I’m tryna give your limе a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin’ by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Oh-oh)
Reclinin’ forty-five degrees (Oh-oh, yeah)

[Verse 2: October London]
Beach front, with your hand in the wind
Apple Music in rotation, playin’ all of the jams
Touchin’ on your beautiful skin
Oh, you’re sunkissed, everythin’ about you’s a ten
Long hair with the light-brown eyes
That Fashion Nova lookin’ good on them thick, thick thighs
Take your time and turn around for me
Ooh-wee, let me give that lime a squeeze

[Chorus: October London]
I’m tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin’ by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Nah-nah)
Recline it fourty-five degrees (Oh-oh)
I’m tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin’ by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Oh-oh)
Reclinin’ forty-five degrees (Oh-oh, yeah)

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
A gang of pretty women and they all in the soaker
I’m feelin’ like I felt in that Corona commercial
Play your shit, layin’ back, enjoyin’ the breeze
Fix me a drink, grab the lime and squeeze
I’m just that nigga she been tryin’ to please
So we hopped in my car, let me find my keys
Started up and drove down the block
Next thing you know, she was on top, roof missin’
The coupe drippin’, all wight Lennon, suit pimpin’
While I’m throwin’ up deuce, Crippin’
‘Fore you trippin’, I’m the same OG, no trickin’
No cupcakein’ and no sippin’
I’m chillin’ with baby, she way badder than most women
I like her friend, she don’t mind, so go get her
Pretty face with an ass that I couldn’t believe
The wind blowin’ through her long-ass weave

[Chorus: October London]
I’m tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin’ by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Nah-nah)
Recline it fourty-five degrees (Oh-oh)
I’m tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze)
Palm trees, sittin’ by the beach (By the beach)
Dime piece on the side of me (Oh-oh)
Reclinin’ forty-five degrees (Oh-oh, yeah)

[Outro: DJ Drama]
(Gangsta Grillz)
Dedicated to all my brown sugar babies around the world
Oh, yeah, I see you
You still got it, baby
You know I’m knockin’ with these hands, right?
Let me make you a drink
I’m your DJ and your bartender, Mr. Thanksgiving