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Yes, he made the album of 2012 (Just ask him He'll tell you) But that was just the Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year Here, while wearing
rich by the summer All these blues in my pocket like I robbed the bank We the big three, me, Glock, and Paper Route Frank (yeah) All these pussy-ass
But I’m patient Frank Lucas my inspiration I just really want the world my nigga I’m buying these building and real estate baby I want a million, I
six cardinal colors: Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple And there are 3, 000 shades And if you take these 3, 000 Shades and divide them by 6
The mangled whisk was now scrap Eleanor threw him into The blue trash bin And then She kissed Frank I'm so in love I'm so in love I'm so in love With Eleanor
moves (got 'em) A hundred racks in blues (Franks) In a shoebox, hell nah, them ain't no motherfuckin' shoes (racks) (Ayy, what you do, nigga?) Took
Or you might say, brought me fame I don't think I could just talk enough about Lucille Sometime when I'm blue seem like Lucille try to help me call my
might say brought me fame I don't think I can just talk enough about Lucille Sometimes when I'm blue it's seems like Lucille Tryin' to help me
you might say, Brought me fame. I don't think I could just talk enough about Lucille. Sometime when I'm blue seem like Lucille try to help Me call
a strip Ben Frank blue hundreds that's cheese I need a glock by the hip head in the whip From a bitch that a roll my weed I need a yac made neat room temp
the old "tell it like it is" speech I'm thinking you better start by hearing the word "practical" Right here, right now, today Where's the exit?
I'm on fire Blazing, only getting hotter can't waste it Ben frank multiplier Blue faces, it was no shocker I made it I'm on fire Blazing, only
right here give a Lil' nigga the blues (yeah) Ben Frank, Ben Frank, Ben Frank, yeah I love the blues (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah) These niggas ain't worth
thru the check, making love to them digits Racked up, stuffing blue franks in my britches I been back and forth between the money and the women Since you
[Intro: Frank Calhoune & Kmac] Ooh; I feel like Diggy-Diggy-Down--Diggy-Diggy-Down Bad. You know what it iggy-iggy-iz! Got my boy, Kiggy-Kiggy-Kmac
call "35", Frank Density 35? Yes, a twit by that last one Density 215 And then you wrote You just heard a piece of the last movement Le Marteau sans
And your Blue Duck's no longer alive You took Jim Reed to your warm wedding bed And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed A pal killed Jim Reed by
twenty years time Your Cherokee lover, Blue Duck was his name He loved you in the sand hills before your great fame I heard he stopped a bullet in
Grrrah Big Nola It's just me myself alone with Frank again It's just me myself alone with Ben Frank again Big Nola, Big Nola It's just me myself
Guerrilla monsoon rap all the shorties like "who dat?" Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?" Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya blue black And ya
Too many whips at the crib, ran out of parking spaces (damn) And I only like blue cash, I'm money racist (Franks) I call my G-Wagen Soulja Boy, watch
the entire story But let me finish what happened that night I was chilling with Frank Thomas the baseball player You know the the one that played for
By your side, by your side, by your side By your side, by your side, by your side She said she in love with me Girl that's obvious Blue strips, ben
one And if I'm close to you I've got nothing to lose Could we feel like waves in motion do? We'll be cruising by the coast and Listening to Frank
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