[Melanie Fiona & chorus:] Babe, you know it no better than this, It's sunshine on a rainy day, It's like a high could you take me me away. Away. It's a bliss. When you feel like (Beautiful bliss) When you out hits (Beautiful bliss) When you fly as a And you with tints And you aint a bit now baby.
verse 1:] Fresh out the Fresh out the tan with the Like Lippet thinking, hmm I'm trying to get it like get it If Lord giveth a mill' and a bright skinnded It's slight blemishes and system But I'm giving it when I write lyrics That anvil night hard mine is knickers not quite the star but my hearts in it When Brett Hart meet Brett A shooter well exceeding any figure four You see my more or less stick some more I in my larynx and lungs and this voice I project My is like what pros 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. verse 2:] I phone home to the they wanna' know just how it feel Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the could get a deal And tell them at the top we want yo' spot we are for real And yet we heard you got it locked but like socks we on your Heels So you be on your toes nigga on your flows nigga 'Cause man they keep on checking for me all your hoes Nigga me on your doorstep You see me let me in All I do is eat I'm the freaky lesbian Know all I do is ball on TV knee ESPN They heard I'm to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be Friends." And all these know just where I'm 'bout to go so catch me Then Where all the girls we knew scream, "Fuck you" let me in I'm in a class of my own And with Hov that he pass the baton He pass the Patron And he givin' dog is earned If you just in dog you learn I let you niggas see the I'm like the yard I yearn For that living but mama I aint done yet Sit back and your son rise Kick back and your son set Forever I run yet And never Nas told me life's a Pac said, "Fuck the and I ain't cum yet." You up My like 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 listening you wondering Where the fuck they 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 feedback ain't flexing Then you can it running a muffler When we not in They like A list They not no Too practice now for me to malfunction So any beat function I breathe on and Leave it like a female a puncture Waiting showing you her beauty if she's like the view of a paintin' or a lakehead This how beautiful my day is Peep me how I'm raising up the for Nathan Capital I'm raising like I'm through 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. is my beautiful, uhh. Attention Deficit. Yeaa'. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. is my beautiful, uhh.)