[Melanie & Wale chorus:] Babe, you know it gets no better this, It's like sunshine on a day, It's like a could you take me away? 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 ride tints And you aint a bit now baby.
[Wale 1:] out the airport Fresh out the tan the clippers Sean Lippet thinking, hmm I'm trying to get it like get it If Lord giveth a mill' and a milf skinnded It's slight blemishes and life But I'm it foundation when I write lyrics That night hard mine is bright knickers Maybe not the star but my hearts in it When Brett Hart meet Favre A sharp shooter well exceeding any four You see my figure more or stick some more I invest in my larynx and lungs and this voice I My pro-ject is like what pros And niggas so fly I should be in jets ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke You see them boys sign me to the 'Scope,
[J. Cole 2:] I phone home to the they wanna' know just how it feel Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the 'Ville could get a 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 nigga on your flows nigga 'Cause man they keep on for me especially all your hoes Nigga me on your doorstep You see me let me in All I do is eat I'm like the lesbian all I wanna' 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 rappers know where I'm 'bout to go so catch me Then Where all the girls we 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 the Patron And he aint dog is earned If you just in dog you learn I let you see the light I'm like the prison yard I For that living but mama I aint done yet Sit back and watch son rise Kick back and your 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 like gut 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 around me And if you listening you wondering Where the fuck 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 don't be like relaxed muscles Your ain't flexing Then you can keep it Like a When we not in They like A list not no stunners Too much practice now for me to So any beat that I on and puncture Leave it like a Dijon a puncture Waiting showing you her beauty if she's It's the view of a paintin' or a lakehead shit's how beautiful my day is Peep me how I'm raising up the for Nathan Capital I'm raising like I'm through Or keys or it I placement 'cause Shift the get your capital raised 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. is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh.)