Lyrics:
Frank: Don't they pay you good
For the stuff that you do?
Bozzio: Well, you know
I can't complain when the checks come through . . .
Frank: Well I
at Allstate Insurance
GQ: So how did you go
From Fatburger to writing
Songs for Brandy and Justin
Bieber and John Legend?
Frank Ocean: We're talking about
well
I believe that God knows what each of us
Wants and needs it's not necessary for us
To make it to church on Sunday to
Reach Him you can find Him
Paid 90 for my grill and lost it, that's why I ain't smilin' (damn)
You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz, Kash Dolla
Paint you red, throw you in
From the way its lookin you ain't runnin' nothing
I can put that on my lil cousin brother
I ain't gotta front for not one nigga
The shit you on ended
(SPOKEN)
DORIS: Gee, I'm glad you came over tonight
FRANK: Yeah! It'll be nice riding with the top down
DORIS: Oh, but I've spent the afternoon
(SPOKEN)
DORIS: Gee, I'm glad you came over tonight
FRANK: Yeah! It'll be nice riding with the top down
DORIS: Oh, but I've spent the afternoon
(SPOKEN)
DORIS: Gee, I'm glad you came over tonight
FRANK: Yeah! It'll be nice riding with the top down
DORIS: Oh, but I've spent the afternoon
a lord.
ARTHUR: What?
DENNIS: I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We
take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the
week.
everything a Baragin
Find a good ticket wholesale chips all In
It aint hard when ya know
I can tell I just know
If you know then you know
This is how
boyfreind we got his whole drip by the wholesale (by the wholesale)
Cant let you in you gon tell (you gon tell)
You the type to go and tell 12 bout a dope
(SPOKEN)
DORIS: Gee, I'm glad you came over tonight
FRANK: Yeah! It'll be nice riding with the top down
DORIS: Oh, but I've spent the afternoon
sad in the past
Like they whole self
Let 'em ride my coattails
New drip come in wholesale
Leave 'em who you gon' tell?
Sleeping in them hotels
If it's
the best
It's about doing the best you can
No, it isn't
It's doing the best
A goal is something you aim for more than something you achieve
It's
Big sale
You know we lookin forward to it like we made bail
Searching for the best price say wholesale
And I even left the couch that’s for real
I
can get by
he stealing we cut off his hand let him die
Aint having no time to play
Pick up the load in a different state
Still going I aint taking
(damn)
And you paying the price so
You dying by the sword
You had a devil smokin with them rebels
We kill for money and power
Extortionin' my own hood
wheels on them
And that murder shit, I'm still on it
Murder for life
Give a fuck if you a accept it
You better respect it, unless it's, one of my fam'
your plans
Cause when they laugh, you wasn't my man's so overstand
I'ma just be frank with you
I ain't ridin' by the bank with you
I ain't tryna get no
January 21st
I still remember the date
You asked me how I was doing
I let it out, "I'm not great"
That week we met for some food, I tried to tell you
not going anywhere, anywhere
I'm in this for life
Like it or not
You will have to drag me by the neck
I'm not gonna bail
Writing on the ceiling
We gone see you don't sweat it
Wholesales help you double yo fetty
If the numbers add up
They gone need you like credit
If it don't add up
We gone see
high
Gettin by
Livin' life
Like if you won't ever
Die Da da
It's only today
Tomorrows too late
We all on our way
To the star dust
From dust we all came
Taxiderm' your bitch head
Mount it on the wall (it's MO)
Throw it up, nigga, we stand tall (it's MO)
You know what the fuck we stand for, it's MO
Too many
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