Lil Nas X RIGHT THERE Lyrics
Late to the party, come on in the club, get ghetto (Bitch, get ghetto)
Three bitches on me, man, the night can’t get no better (Can’t get no better)
That’s it right there, that’s it right there (Yeah, yeah)
That’s it right there, that’s it right there
All of these Benz exclusive, yeah, what you need?
I need a **** with loose-lick hips, I need a model with some big, fake lips
I just did X in the bathroom stall on a B-list star, gettin’ my A-list round
I’m JK like I’m next to LM, I’m so drunk that my shit went limp
Aye, aye, uh, pour me some Henny, uh
To tell you the truth, ****, I’m Papoose, I’ma need my Remy
In that brand new Tron like Jimmy, uh, a **** finna Turner like Timmy
Then hit my ex like, “Baby, did you miss me?” I’m tryna fuck you and fuck up my kidneys
Fuck up this drank, yeah, babe, that’s polygamy
Late to the party, come on, late to the party, come on
My AP bust like the cops when the camera ain’t on
Last year, a **** went missin’
This year, I’m washin’ these **** like I was just doin’ the dishes
My bitches is ****, these **** is bitches, I’m drunk as fuck, what is the difference? Look
Late to the party, come on, in the club, get ghetto (Bitch, get ghetto)
Three bitches on me, man, the night can’t get no better (Can’t get no better)
That’s it right there, that’s it right there (Right there)
That’s it right there, that’s it right there
Heavyweight champ, when it come to the drink, I’m winnin’ (Lil’ bitch, I’m—)
Casamigos up in me, Hennessy drink, I’m spinning, ooh (Yeah)
That’s it right there, that’s it right there (Right there)
That’s it right there, that’s it right there
Bitch, tie my shoelace, off that Hen’ and that D’USSÉ
I need my hoes by the douse
Let’s make a movie, you and your roommate
I get it and get it, came in, they thought I was skemished
Everyone thought I’d be finished
How could he get any bigger than the biggest record ever, ho?
I did it and did it and did it again, look at the charts, who bigger than him?
I take the juice, and I mix it with gin, I take your bitch, and I mix it with him, damn, yeah
Top of the morning, top of the charts, gettin’ top on the top of the car
I’ve been on top, they all said I wouldn’t pop, I can still write ’cause I pop
I used to sleep on the couch, now I’m on a beach in Belize, got the hoes doin’ X on the yacht
Look what God did
**** better recognize who I is
Whole world on my pee pee, yep, yep
Like Cam make ’em, skeet-skeet, wet, wet
Maybach go, “Beep-beep” (Skrrt)
Big Nas, come get that (Work)
Montero, these hoes gon’ (Flirt)
Lost and found, I can’t find my (Shirt)
Montero just popped that (Perc’)
This feel like God is (First)
This scripture a Bible (Verse)
Buss it open and make it, uh
Buss it open and make it (Twerk)
Late to the party, come on, in the club, get ghetto (Bitch, get ghetto)
Three bitches on me, man, the night can’t get no better (Can’t get no better)
That’s it right there, that’s it right there (Right there)
Yeah, that’s it right there, that’s it right there
Heavyweight champ, when it come to the drink, I’m winnin’ (Lil’ bitch, I’m—)
Casamigos up in me, Hennessy drink, I’m spinning, ooh (Yeah)
That’s it right there, that’s it right there (Right there, right there)
That’s it right there, that’s it right there