Lyrics:
majority in the case of purely internal
affairs,--
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more--
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I
house looking slick
It's like some shit straight out of a Hollywood flick
Me and my clique met the chick up at Saint Nicks
Honey was thick, I was
the air,
everybody's in the clear lookin very debonair,
no dummys in the rear, hatin, giving funny stares,
it's a family affair, playboy bunnies by
my hand and lets engage in a private symphony
Darling, let me dedicate this
Moment to my love affair
Look into my eyes, well, can't you see?
You
Baby come and slide by slide by slide
I could do you right don't waste my time
We'll be taking private flights riding all night
Come and ride me like
really break me down
Break it down
I don't want nobody else to hear the sound
This love is a private affair
Interrupt the flow no they better not(better
Run that back Turbo
Shoppin' spree for fun, she dig Saint Laurent (uh)
Alexander, Laurent (yah), private flight to Milan ('Lan)
Ice VV's (ice,
your every fantasy
Your desire's fulfilled by my song
Makin love till the symphonic dawn
Got a private show that's sure to floor ya
My guitar is
to me that’s a win
Now everybody go,
Higher, Higher, Higher, Higher
Let’s make a corporate affair
Saints put cha hands in the air
Higher, Higher,
the top floor at the palms yea
Take a private jet outta here what you want yea
East saint Laurent yea
East saint Laurent yea
East saint Laurent yea
East
So take my hand and lets engage in a private symphony
[Chorus]
Darling let me dedicate this
Moment to my love affair
Look into my eyes well can't
Written by Claude Kelly (BMI) and Charles Harmon (BMI)
It's crazy to think I used to be in the dark
My history was all kind of vague
I guess it
private messages seemed you didn't try
You told me you and him don't get along
By god how I was wrong
You may think that you are better than them
In your
take you to the back and do what we're suppose to (my love)
Let's take a trip to Dubai
You can be the investigator, I'm your private I (my love)
Don't tell me not to stare at you
I see the danger in your eyes
I would go anywhere with you
Into your private paradise
Into your bedroom point
the best of stories through
Our revelations to you by this Qur'an
And before the coming of divine inspiration to you, you were among those who were unaware
insane
This my medication (this my medication)
Now we going insane
Better stay in your lane
Go crazy in the membrane
Me and Savage Saint
Don't give
Thinking of your private future
You snatched at the trees
In the starry dark green sleep
Thinking of your private future
You think at the river
the six play
Flip it a million ways
Spend your every fantasy
Your desire's fulfilled by my song
Makin love till the symphonic dawn
Got a private show that's
town
My Mom is waiting for me there
Wanna ride my own ride
Singing about my Life Affairs
I don't care what the Leaders say
We can be back to some other
Peep the gran coupe this the goat talk
Peep the benzo this the goat talk
Peep the private jets this the goat talk
Peep the glasshouse this the goat
still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
(Yea)
Met you once dont know you like that
I aint gon bring the pipe back
New girl she think ima wife that
Saint Laurent yea it cost a whole rack
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