[Melanie & Wale chorus:] Babe, you know it no better than this, It's like sunshine on a day, like a high could you take me away? me away. Away. It's a bliss. When you feel like (Beautiful bliss) you spill out hits (Beautiful bliss) When you fly as a And you with tints And you aint a bit now baby.
[Wale 1:] Fresh out the out the tan with the clippers Like Lippet thinking, hmm I'm to get it like Sean get it If Lord giveth a and a milf bright skinnded It's slight blemishes and system But I'm giving it foundation I write lyrics That anvil hard mine is bright knickers not quite the star but my hearts in it When Brett meet Brett Favre A sharp well exceeding any figure four You see my more or less stick some more I invest in my larynx and lungs and voice I project My pro-ject is like what pros And niggas so fly I should be in jets It's ironic they call me a breath no joke You see them sign me to the 'Scope, right?
[J. verse 2:] I home to the real they wanna' know just how it feel Who thought a lil' nigga from the 'Ville could get a deal And tell them niggas at the top we want yo' spot we are for And yet we you got it locked but like them socks we on your Heels So you best be on your toes Especially on your nigga '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 lesbian Know all I wanna' do is on TV knee ESPN They heard I'm to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be Friends." And all rappers know just where I'm 'bout to go so catch me Then all the girls we knew that scream, "Fuck you" let me in I'm definitely in a of my own And dinner 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 see the light I'm like the yard I yearn For living large but mama I aint done yet Sit back and your son rise Kick back and know son set I ain't run yet And never Nas told me life's a Pac said, "Fuck the and I ain't 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 fuck You can get the fuck from me And if you listening know you Where the they found me Im from the boy (Ay Wale, looking.)
[Wale 3:] day up in my ES it was an LS But is my wallet it I be stressed like relaxed muscles Your ain't flexing Then you can keep it Like a we not in summer They like A list not no stunners Too much practice now for me to So any that function I breathe on and Leave it like a Dijon a puncture showing you her beauty if she's naked It's like the view of a paintin' or a This shit's how my day is Peep me how I'm up the capital for Nathan Capital I'm raising I'm through punctuating Or shift or it I placement 'cause Shift the keys get your capital up (Mother fucker)
(Ha, yeah. Bump it, bump it. To my beautiful, uhh. 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.)