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mode, the octopus mode

touch you here and touch you there
Anywhere by the ocean rocks
I'll kiss you there by the docks
In the octopus mode

I got eight
That runs on its own
So all I got to do is whatever the fuck I want
All we ever do is whatever the fuck we want

[Verse 3: Frank Ocean]
We end our
looking for?
I've got everything I want and still I want more
Maybe some tiny shiny key
Will wash up on the shore

You walk through my walls
Like
[Chorus: x2]
I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes
Too many rookies, not enough pros
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did
I got what I paid for now
See ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you
To go
Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did
Got what I paid for now
See ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you?
To go
Wasted and wounded
And it ain't what the moon did
I got what I paid for now
See you tomorrow
Hey Frank can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you
Wasted and wounded
And it ain't what the moon did
I got what I paid for now
See you tomorrow

Hey Frank can I borrow
A couple of bucks from you
stop me
Most hoes they jock me, I got knots in my pockets
Caviar and bitches, 6-4 and switches
Champagne and riches, but cooking keys in kitchens
of the American salesmen.
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I got juice but I can't stop no ocean liner baby! 
I'm down with you baby  I'm there 
Man don't miss this it's gonna be FABULOUS 

We ghetto
coochi
Countin' lucci. Nigga I got banks to rob
Convertible Saabs. I'm married to the mob

Biggie

[B.I.G.]
Frank White the desperado
Used to rock
The light turned green

And you decided to stop

It turned red

You took off

And got pulled over by a cop

You overdid it homes
You had too much to drink
You
never seen it right
I'm feelin kind of leary cause I'm higher than a kite
The pipe has really got me on this other level
Its time to mark a murder
My
What's up dog
What's up ey
What's up perro
Yeah
I run with the real ones
Simon
Hey drop that shit holmes

[Chorus x2: Frank V]
If you a sucker
What's up dog
What's up ey
What's up perro
Yeah
I run with the real ones
Simon
Hey drop that shit holmes

[Chorus x2: Frank V]
If you a sucker
She did go 
She got my jokes 
Sit why we win 
Go by the sin 
Get high, get quick 
Get bopping on a stick 
Hollywood 
Shake by go 
Get barking
[Chorus: x2]
I hate it when it's too many niggas, not enough hoes
Too many rookies, not enough pros
The game got switched on some Ludacris shit
and Mama by his side
Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride.
Daddy had a Buick, Mama by his side.
Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride.
Daddy got
down 'cause he wanted to share
His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
But first he was stripped and then he was stabbed
By faceless men,
coochi
Countin' lucci. Nigga I got banks to rob
Convertible Saabs. I'm married to the mob

Biggie

[B.I.G.]
Frank White the desperado
Used to rock
near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By the waist
Miss Yvonne
the sweat-a the money gett-a 
Copin mad cheddar
Stevie's all Wondering how I got in this position
One day Frank was fishin' for
to Lebanize 

Across seas me and Big Frank be pickin' up keys 

seize the opportunity to freeze MCs 

Recognize who be gettin' that cheese please 

I
(La, la, la
La, la, la)

Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Lock him up real tight
Throw away the key and then
Turn off all the lights

First, we're goin' to set