[Melanie Fiona & Wale Babe, you it gets no better than this, It's sunshine on a rainy day, like a high could you take me away? me away. Away. It's a bliss. When you like this (Beautiful bliss) When you out hits (Beautiful bliss) you fly as a bitch And you with tints And you aint a bit now baby.
[Wale 1:] Fresh out the out the tan with the clippers Like Sean thinking, hmm I'm trying to get it Sean get it If Lord a mill' and a milf bright skinnded It's blemishes and life system But I'm it foundation when I write lyrics That anvil night hard mine is knickers Maybe not quite the but my hearts in it Brett Hart meet Brett Favre A sharp shooter well exceeding any figure You see my figure more or less some more I invest in my larynx and lungs and voice I project My pro-ject is like what inject And niggas so fly I should be in jets It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no You see them boys me to the 'Scope, right?
[J. Cole 2:] I phone home to the real they know just how it feel Who woulda thought a lil' nigga the 'Ville could get a deal And tell them niggas at the top we want yo' we are for real And yet we heard you got it locked but like them we on your Heels So you be on your toes nigga Especially on your flows 'Cause man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes Catch me on your You see me let me in All I do is eat I'm like the freaky Know all I wanna' do is ball on TV knee They heard I'm 'bout to blow so all my say, "Let's be Friends." And all these rappers know just where I'm 'bout to go so me Then Where all the girls we that scream, "Fuck you" let me in I'm definitely in a of my own And with Hov Hoping he pass the baton He just pass the And he aint givin' dog is If you live in dog you learn I let you niggas see the I'm like the prison yard I For that living large but mama I aint yet Sit back and watch your son Kick back and know son set I ain't run yet And never Nas me life's a bitch Pac said, "Fuck the world and I cum yet." You up My punchlines gut checks I'm raw dog I'm sex I'm on I'm up I'm God I'm So stress You can get the from around me And if you know you wondering Where the they found me Im the 'Ville boy (Ay Wale, looking.)
[Wale 3:] day up in my ES it was an LS But is my wallet it I don't be stressed like muscles feedback ain't flexing Then you can it running Like a we not in summer They A list actors not no stunners Too practice now for me to malfunction So any beat function I breathe on and Leave it like a female Dijon a Waiting showing you her if she's naked like the view of a paintin' or a lakehead This shit's how my day is Peep me how I'm raising up the capital for Capital I'm raising I'm through punctuating Or shift keys or it I 'cause Shift the keys get capital raised up (Mother fucker)
(Ha, yeah. Bump it, it. To my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. Attention Deficit. Yeaa'. is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. is my beautiful, uhh.)