Lyrics:
balls?
You act like you don't do it
But you know ain't nuthin' to it
Don't play like you ain't been through it
Fit to blow dick like ain't nuthin' to it
honey was mesmerized
"Ain't you that guy?" "Ain't you that girl?"
"De La Soul, right?" "No Tracy Chapman"
"Why don't you come over to the counter
honey was mesmerized
"Ain't you that guy?" "Ain't you that girl?"
"De La Soul, right?" "No Tracy Chapman"
"Why don't you come over to the counter
Hoe I got options pray that it's never too late
I'ma just pop them hope they don't keep me awake
Hoe I'm a problem I thought you would know by now
you
Streets straight through you
That's why I'm talking to you
You see these niggas out here have you stressin' by the hour
Never turn your
boy
Ayy, let me roll the blunt though
Ayy, don't fuck that shit up, you can't roll for shit
Oh, shit, it's BossPlayer (fuck all y'all, I gotta jet)
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
to wake up
Do sumthin' about it instead of dream
Maybe, I use the word maybe
Cause maybe really help me think different
I thank you for asking
Get rid
why did you do it?
Were some people raising questions
About the male pronouns in a
Few of the songs?
Frank Ocean: I had Skyped into a
Listening session
Why you do me like that?
You say you gonna call, you be right back?
Tell me why you always moving like that?
Why you be like that?
Why you do me like
were we? Oh, Dinner, Right
So what d'ya want to do?
She said "why don't you whip up somethin in the kitchen?"
Yeah, I said why don't you?
And then she
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
And the slow motion crawl of life's busy race
No matter what you do if you start giving up
If the wine don't come to the top of you cup
If the wind's got you
and affection (affection), but you gotta do
The right thing by me, you ain't nothing but a hound dog
Don't stop don't don't don't don't stop, don't don't don't
and Too $hort raps
Oakland, California that's where I'm from
The city where the boys say you don't want none
But if you do, I'm gonna tell you this
(
My body is warm
I'm sunbathing in happiness
I know you don't turn it into autumn
Dark Night
I asked the night
"Why are you so dark?
Why so deep?"
what you do
Why must I ask myself why
That you're not telling lies
Telling me, telling me
That you're playing by the rules
If you're playing by
somethin', can't choose which gun
Don't do no cuffin', go when night come
No, you can't be my girl, bitch, are you dumb? (Are you dumb?)
Never gave a fuck
the royal fool
Read it aloud
B-But Sire
Read it aloud, now
You fucking fool
What?
Niggas don't dance
All they do is this
Let me see
All they do is
walks (uh)
No substance, just small talk
Now why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
And workin' your back until you
walks (uh)
No substance, just small talk
Now why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
And workin' your back until you
cards now I’m left scarred
I should’ve peep that shit you ain give your all
Why do i fall for your type yeah
Knowing you ain gone be right yeah
I let you
Don't judge if you know nothing bout it
We try and try to live it right
But we get blinded by the light, oh, oh
I know about it
Don't judge if you
all now (Oh)
Waiting by the phone begging for a call now
Centuries go by, and still there's no sound
Why do you play with my heart, why do do do
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