Lyrics:
to roll to me, and I was sleepy in the back
And the birds fly by the thousands, it's a sure sign of sunny days to come
Well it made sense at the time
Well
to dinner)
We sittin' in the booth by the window (by the window)
A couple chicks ask for pictures (ask for pictures)
She secure with her shit, she ain't
for hip-hop (yeah, second renaissance type shit, check it)
Yeah
Who would have thought that paintin' pictures 'bout bein' broke
Would get me riches
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
Orlando
Your mama gave you such a pretty name
A perfect match for such a pretty face
It's a picture I can't get out of my head
Ooh, if only you knew
Now I and I say greetings in the name of The Mighty King
And I & I say played by the King love is all I bring
And I & I say Africa is I & I
all be gray
Put your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
Wrapping paper in the gutter
Moving slowly as the wind on the sea,
(Faces calling, waves moving)
In your picture on a wall of a house of old
home
Or if you'll ever be home
And whenever I look up
And I see our pictures hung up on the wall
Fairy lights are pretty and all
But they can't hide
Na-na-na, na-na-na
Hey you, see me, pictures crazy
All the world I've seen before me passing by
I've got nothing to gain, to lose
All the world
I'm checking out who did it
When I stumbled on this girl
And I could tell that she was different
A couple hours later now I'm liking all her pictures
I don't know
But it seems that every single dream's
painted pretty pictures in the air
Then it tumbles in despair
And it starts to bend
Until by
here very long
Take a picture now cause pretty soon it's going to hell
I'll kick your ass if you don't sing along
Let's sing a drinkin' song
Today
out there, I could use it right now
You know, I feel pretty good, but that ain't sayin' much
I could feel a whole lot better
If you were just here by my
a pretty Creol queen
So I'm leavin' this poor north so cold and eatin' shramps instead of beans
Just like old Frank sittin' there by me the fire was dying
su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su (fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV)
Shawn was on that gospel
This ain't love
This is hate
Get it straight
Take a break
Donnybrook
Pretty pictures of the queens themselves
You had my 8 by ten on your shelf
they can't see the big picture
I got moves to make
Can't snooze cant wait
Gotta fill up the safe
Gotta make sure the kids are straight
Takin' it day by
life there's no time for self doubt
Pretty pictures in a row
An emotion overflow
To live with the afterglow
Let your feelings show
Before the day moves
Ah, come get it
Alright
The pretty club girls, they look so fine
But you don't wanna mix your damn desire
If you wanna try then get it
Ah, bitch, come
bopping on the beat again
Lotta pretty bitches tryna hop up on my meat again
When I'm just tryna meet a friend
And show her you and me can win
I've been
I don't know
But it seems that every single dream's
Painted pretty pictures in the air
And it tumbles in despair
And it starts to bend
Until
Everything about you pretty
Get your name on my fitted
Baby you too fine you can get it
Baby lemme dive up in it
The skies the limit
Give you all my
Sun set real good by the beach
Maybe you and I could get a little taste
Pose a threat when you posing for a picture ah
All your exes still want you,
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