[Melanie & Wale chorus:] Babe, you know it gets no than this, It's sunshine on a rainy day, It's a high could you take me away? me away. Away. It's a bliss. When you like this (Beautiful bliss) you spill out hits (Beautiful bliss) When you fly as a And you ride tints And you bothered a bit now baby.
verse 1:] Fresh out the Fresh out the tan the clippers Sean Lippet thinking, hmm I'm to get it like Sean get it If Lord giveth a mill' and a milf bright slight blemishes and life system But I'm giving it foundation I write lyrics That anvil hard mine is bright knickers Maybe not the star but my hearts in it When Brett Hart Brett Favre A shooter well exceeding any figure four You see my figure more or less stick more I invest in my and lungs and this voice I project My pro-ject is like what pros And niggas so fly I be droved in jets It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no You see them boys sign me to the 'Scope,
[J. Cole 2:] I phone home to the real they wanna' know just how it Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the 'Ville could get a And tell them at the top we want yo' spot we are for real And yet we heard you got it locked but like them socks we on Heels So you be on your toes nigga Especially on flows nigga 'Cause man they on checking for me especially all your hoes Nigga Catch me on your 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 just where I'm 'bout to go so me Then all the girls we knew that scream, "Fuck you" let me in I'm in a class of my own And with 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 niggas see the I'm the prison yard I yearn For that living large but I aint done yet Sit back and your son rise back and know your son set Forever I run yet And will Nas me life's a bitch Pac said, "Fuck the world and I 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 stress You can get the fuck from me And if you know you wondering the fuck 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 be stressed like relaxed muscles feedback ain't flexing Then you can it running a muffler When we not in They A list actors not no stunners Too practice now for me to malfunction So any that function I breathe on and Leave it like a Dijon a puncture Waiting you her beauty if she's naked It's like the of a paintin' or a lakehead This shit's how 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 the keys get your capital raised up (Mother fucker)
(Ha, yeah. Bump it, it. To my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. Deficit. Yeaa'. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. is my beautiful, uhh.)