[Melanie Fiona & chorus:] Babe, you it gets no better than this, It's like sunshine on a day, It's like a high could you me away? me away. Away. It's a bliss. When you feel like (Beautiful bliss) When you out hits (Beautiful bliss) you fly as a bitch And you ride with And you bothered a bit now baby.
[Wale 1:] Fresh out the Fresh out the tan the clippers Sean Lippet thinking, hmm I'm trying to get it like get it If Lord giveth a and a milf bright skinnded It's slight and life system But I'm giving it foundation when I write That anvil night hard mine is knickers Maybe not quite the star but my in it When Hart meet Brett Favre A shooter well exceeding any figure 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 droved in 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 real they wanna' know how it feel Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the 'Ville 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 them 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 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 on TV knee ESPN 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 we knew that 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 aint givin' dog is If you just in dog you learn I let you see the light I'm like the yard I yearn For that living large but mama I done yet Sit back and your son rise Kick and know your 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 fuck from me And if you listening know you Where the fuck they me Im the 'Ville boy (Ay Wale, looking.)
[Wale 3:] day up in my ES it was an LS But e-lastic is my it I don't be stressed relaxed muscles Your feedback flexing Then you can keep it a muffler When we not in They A list actors They not no Too much now for me to malfunction So any beat 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 me how I'm raising up the capital for Nathan Capital I'm raising I'm through punctuating Or shift keys or it I placement Shift the keys get your raised up (Mother fucker)
(Ha, yeah. it, bump 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.)