Lyrics:
to make dough, like Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Underboss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
to make dough, like Jurassic
Parked in quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Underboss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White
de allerheerlijkste klassieke rap Frank Sinatra
Die vaak denkt ach weet je Laat maar
Weet te spreken voor een massa
Een spitter een strakke soort van witte Barack Obama
Lyrics
get wasted on drank
King Of The Hill like I'm Hank
Sleepin' the pilly a jank
Takin' a flight, Copacabana
Let's keep it Sinatra, my homies are frank
you proud
Just thinking about all those nights coming home from a shitty party
Realizing I didn't have anything in common with anyone there
And I
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
But I feel like the Haitian Frank Sinatra, in his young years
New York, on my way to Kennedy airport
L.A., I was told wear colors wherever you walk
*lingerie* up here, and makin' fun of *children's toys*, as a beginning, if this is what he has in mind, I think he's wrong.
It's people like Mr. Frank Zappa
with
Frank Sinatra's big band by my side
It's an unavoidable cliche
I wish it didn't have to be that way
Because I love you is what I'm trying to say
But
Simple sweet guitar
Humbled by the bass
So when the beat kicks in
Everything falls into place
And it overpowers me
I can't help but dance
You
we continue to reign
as the King and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B.I.
Frank White still listen to all the (a)'ttention
I'm by his side, with
Then, I Sinatra shot ya God damn you
I put the boy in the box like David Blaine
Let the audience watch, it ain't a thing
Y'all wish I was fronting, I
Then, I Sinatra shot ya God damn you
I put the boy in the box like David Blaine
Let the audience watch, it ain't a thing
Y'all wish I was fronting, I
before, in my little snapshot album.
The night was dark and the hour was late,
She was kissing her boy by the garden gate,
Wouldn't she love to see page
I let you play with me for fun
I'm just taking it how it comes
For real
Yeah
I'm sniffing for blood even if we in the same tank
Before I have Sinatra
super tramp
K-r-s on killer mike
And frank sinatra's down to fight
Ugly sweater overalls
Home Alone and Christmas balls
Up all night for secret santa
Package landed Wednesday, tryna get it off by Saturday
Even better by Friday, Frank Sinatra this my way
We do 'em like the Mob, clip 'em backin' out his
Sinatra Wooo. VERSE 2 These rappers feel embarrassed.Your style us very dated and you album Really avg. Your guru she hypnotized repeating my lyrics like
mein Album hypen
Diese Amateure spielen nicht in meiner Liga
Bin 'ne lebende Legende wie Ronaldo-Icon
Du wirst Klinge bekommen
Penner, hol die
Cause she was trying to do right by her best friend who her hubby
So we sexed only once when I got off tour
Through the magnum in the trash and I left
a drag-queen
Homie in the passenger laughing and he can't breath
She on my list, I'm a Cali mobster
Trya calm myself listening to Frank Sinatra
Afterwards grab
This is the fourth by the four
'Please, Please Me', 'With The Beatles'
'Hard Day's Night' that's three
Now'beatles For Sale'
The young men
Ayo, for real, look, let me just say this
I wanna say I love Def Jam, Def Jam changed my fucking life
There's definitely some fuckboys in that
career's a prophecy now
Better grab your jacket, 'cause in this world we live in it's cold out
And when my album hit the stores it's sold out
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