Video Italiana de Kota Banks 2024 Pop Lyrics

Kota Banks - Italiana Lyrics

I got brown eyes and thick thighs n shit
Got his eyes on the prize, I'm plus-size and fit
I'm from the boot and I take pride in it
I'm Italiana, baby, so don't try no shit
Let me break it down the best that I can
I need that rich sauce I don't need a rich man
Need him sweating over them hot pots and those pans
If he even want a chance, if he want that romance

I'd come home to nonna every afternoon
She said, "Amore the way to your cuore is to"

Shut up and give me pasta
Gnocchi gnocchi lasagna
Boy cook it faster
Stop tryna work me out
'Cause it ain't working out
Aiaiaiaiai!
Shut up and give me pasta
Penne penne lasagna
Side of focaccia
Stop tryna work me out
You know what I'm about
Aiaiaiaiai!
'Cause I'm Italiana, there's no other way to calm me down


[Verse 2]
I'm a crazy bitch, can you handle it?
Talk with hand signs, off that red wine
Like my man at the house with an apron
Make me sugo, I cry when I taste it
Nothing that some eggs and flour can't fix
Then we throw some parmigiano into the mix
Whipping up some limoncello, take a sip
Yes, I talk with my hands, tell me can you handle this?

[Pre-Chorus]
I'd come home to nonna every afternoon
She said, "Amore the way to your cuore is to"

Shut up and give me pasta
Gnocchi gnocchi lasagna
Boy cook it faster
Stop tryna work me out
'Cause it ain't working out
Aiaiaiaiai!
Shut up and give me pasta
Penne penne lasagna
Side of focaccia
Stop tryna work me out
You know what I'm about
Aiaiaiaiai!
'Cause I'm Italiana, there's no other way to calm me down

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'd come home to nonna every afternoon
She said, "Amore the way to your cuore is to"

Shut up and give me pasta
Gnocchi gnocchi lasagna
Boy cook it faster
Stop tryna work me out
'Cause it ain't working out
Aiaiaiaiai!
Shut up and give me pasta
Penne penne lasagna
Side of focaccia
Stop tryna work me out
You know what I'm about
Aiaiaiaiai!
'Cause I'm Italiana, there's no other way to calm me down