Video Lemons de Ahava Sol 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ahava Sol - Lemons Lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Homie]
Hey Homie bruh heard you got them lemons
You be super sour when you talk about the women
All the noise and all the poison and the venom
Hoppin in my mentions, drop a couple lemons

Ya drop a couple lemons
If you wanna go to heaven
And you wanna be forgiven
Gotta stop with all the sinnin
Gotta start from the beginnin’
For that art to get to drippin’
Gotta part with all the lemons (WHOA)

Homie check in
Do you got a second
Heard you got some lemons?
This that armageddon

No more weddings
This was unexpected
I don’t think I rеckon
I don’t speak I threaten (supеr sorry)

But I’m sorry, I ain't mean to be berating (naw)
I knew when i met you we would prolly end up dating (aww)
We was on a roll but, then you end up skating (ghost)
Used to love the weight but, now you suffocating
Want these demons outta me, singing kinda outta key
I just want my mother & my brothers to be proud of me
I just want the wishes and the kisses, come and shower me
Palms be itching, dowery - swishers staying flowery

What a fuckin life I lead
Music Money Nike Weed
Get the cash I’m syphoning
Do the dash I’m hyphening

WHOOO WHOO

A menace, island hopping Venice
Prolly run for Senate, lobby like it’s tennis

You should take a picture if you really so excited
If you cannot keep it quiet, it’s gon prolly start a riot
Just ignoring all the science & we warring with the climate
So it’s soldiers & it’s violence ‘stead of closure & some guidance

Cool

What sorrow
Farewell to tomorrow
Can I get a refund on that energy you borrowed?
Guess there was no barcode
Upside down Bizarro
[Verse 1: Ahava Sol]
Pussy sweet, but you, sour, like a, lemon
Fuck wimme, ooh that, hour, glass from, heaven!
Talk to me, like we, ain’t, plannin’ a, weddinn!
Armaggedon, goin on, so when, I pull up, in the truck, with the, THC, burnin tree, Yes! You can, get in..

You and like, three friends..
Long as, they got, three eyes, then I could, pretend..
You and me could, be friends, again!
After, all the, evil, things, you diid!
Talk about the, pretense
Freaky, undercover
Context, won’t be sex..
You can’t, cast no, hex, girl; crystals, don’t make you, a witch!

Ooh, sour, patch, kid, knew you’d, switch! Switch!
You tryna, graab, a hold’a the wheel, and make us, hit the ditch!
Song, bird, love to curve, love to swerve!
Wrong turn, never learn, love is earned..

Smokin, blunts’a, lemon, strike!
Ridin, striker, like she, like!
Light it up, like a tron, Bike!
Wylin, love to, take a, life!
Cross her T’s, Red-dot, her Eyes!
Pray to, Buddha, for re-life!
Cause every, incarnation
You’ll be, plagued by, lemon, liars!
[Outro: TetraHedronCrew]
(Venom, hop!)
(Pussy sweet, but you sour like a lemon..)
(Venom, hop!)
(Venom, hop!)
(Venom, hop!)
(Pussy sweet, but you sour like a lemon..)
(Venom, hop!)