| Babe you know it gets no better than this
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| It’s like, sunshine on a rainy day
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| It’s like a high, could you take me away
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| Take me away, away. |
| It’s a beautiful bliss
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| When you feel like this (beautiful bliss)
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| When you spill out hits (beautiful bliss)
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| When you fly as a bitch
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| And you ride with tints
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| And you aint bothered a bit now baby
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| Fresh out the airport
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| Fresh out the chair with the clippers
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| Like Sean living, thinking, hmm
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| I’m trying to get it like Sean get it
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| If lord giveth a mill and a milf light skinded
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| A slight blemishes and life system
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| But I’m giving it foundation when I write lyric
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| That anvil night hard minus bright knickers
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| Maybe not quite the star but my hearts in it
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| When Bret Hart meet Brett Favre
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| A sharp shooter well exceeding any figure four
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| You see my figure more or less stick some more
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| On your vest then my larynx and lungs and this voice I project
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| My project is like what pros inject
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| And niggas so fly I should be droved in jets
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| Its ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke
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| You see dem boys sign me to the scope right
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| Babe you know it gets no better than this
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| It’s like, sunshine on a rainy day
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| It’s like a high, could you take me away
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| Take me away, away. |
| It’s a beautiful bliss
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| When you feel like this (beautiful bliss)
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| When you spill out hits (beautiful bliss)
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| When you fly as a bitch
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| And you ride with tints
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| And you aint bothered a bit now baby
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| I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel
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| Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal
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| And tell dem niggas at the top we want your spot we are for real
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| And yet we heard you got it locked but like dem socks we on your heels
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| So you best be on your toes nigga
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| Especially on your flows nigga
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| Cause man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes nigga
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| Catch me on your doorstep you see me let me in
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| All I wanna do is eat I’m like a freaky lesbian
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| Now all I wanna do ball on tv knee E S P N
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| They heard I’m bout to blow so all my enemies say lets be friends
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| And all these rappers know just where im bout to go so catch me then
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| Where all the girls we knew that scream «fuck you»
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| Gon let me in, I’m definiately in a class of my own
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| At dinner with HOV hoping that he pass the baton
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| He just pass the patron
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| Ain’t nothing given dog its earned if you just living dog you learn
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| I let you niggas see the light I’m like the prison yard I yearn
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| For that living large but mama I ain’t done yet
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| Sit back and watch your son rise
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| Kick back & know your son set
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| Forever I ain’t run yet and never will
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| Nas told me lifes a bitch
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| Pac said fuck the world and I aint come yet
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| You up yet?
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| My punchlines like gut checks I’m raw dog
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| I’m rough sex I’m on deck I’m up next
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| I’m godbless I’m success so fuck stress
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| You can get the fuck from round me
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| And if you listening know you wondering
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| Where the fuck they found me
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| I’m from the ville boy
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| Hey Wale… good lookin'
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| Babe you know it gets no better than this
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| It’s like, sunshine on a rainy day
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| It’s like a high, could you take me away
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| Take me away, away. |
| It’s a beautiful bliss
|
| When you feel like this (beautiful bliss)
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| When you spill out hits (beautiful bliss)
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| When you fly as a bitch
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| And you ride with tints
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| And you aint bothered a bit now baby
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| Another day up in my ES
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| Wish it was an LS
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| But elastic is my wallet, fuck it
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| I don’t be stressed like relaxed. |
| muscles
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| Your feedback aint flexing
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| And you can keep it running, like a muffler
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| When we not in summer
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| They like A list actors they not no stunners
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| Too much practice now for me to malfunction
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| So any beat that function I breathe on and puncture
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| Leave it like a female Dijon a puncture
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| Waiting showing you her beauty if shes naked
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| Its like a view of paintin or a lakehead
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| This just how beautiful my day is
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| Peep me how im raising up the capital for Nathan
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| Capital I’m raising like I’m through punctuating
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| Or shift keys or an I placement cause
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| Shift the keys get your capital raised up
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| Babe you know it gets no better than this
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| It’s like, sunshine on a rainy day
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| It’s like a high, could you take me away
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| Take me away, away. |
| It’s a beautiful bliss
|
| When you feel like this (beautiful bliss)
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| When you spill out hits (beautiful bliss)
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| When you fly as a bitch
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| And you ride with tints
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| And you aint bothered a bit now baby |