Soundtracks - GO! by Santigold, feat. Karen O lyrics

[Theo Martins:] Yeah Girl, I'm running through your city Eyes wide open, I think you can call me Diddy (call) My mother told me never, ever pity Boy meets world, introduction wasn't pretty (Shawn) But I suppose, baking soda in my fridge cause it smells funny Compliment the rotten milk with some stale honey Bungee cords, rat pack, stack the law Running through the stunning door, like I told you once before Blake Griffin whenever I stay spittin' Hot bake kitchens and ovens with straight mittens That means I'm really hot I rap and make hits And I'll never stop Somebody call the cops [Santi:] People want my power And they want my station Stormed my winter palace But they couldn't take it All the way to Paris Run my reputation Try to pull my status But they couldn't fake it Tryin' to pull a bull on your gas won't go Grande chicken in your a**, oh no Man, lookin' for your ticket, let's all go Buddies still a minute but your gas won't go When you look on, you look on, you raise it But I'm too gone, I'm too gone, that a**, oh no When you get on, you get on, you shake it Man, you took on, you took on, too much, don't blow People want my power And they want my station Stormed my winter palace But they couldn't take it All the way to Paris Run my reputation Try to pull my status But they couldn't fake it Can I get a witness, a crow so low Everybody itching for a throat to throat And you can be the widget to my turbo Edit see your status not a closer look Do you forget, you forget, the basics, On a goal on, a goal on, you must go slow Tryin' to skip all the, skip all the bases But you're slippin', you're slidin', can't make it go People want my power And they want my station Stormed my winter palace But they couldn't take it All the way to Paris Run my reputation Try to pull my status But they couldn't fake it [Karen O:] How hard we found Another instrument to crash you, crash you, crash you I need another instrument to crash you, crash you, crash you Ha, ha, crash, ha, ha, crash [Santi:] People want my power And they want my station Stormed my winter palace But they couldn't take it All the way to Paris Run my reputation Try to pull my status But they couldn't fake it