Lyrics:
you fold
You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me?
I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump, you're JV
(Jigga) Jay-Z
Biggie baby! (Uh)
My
forced game"
Snorta, snorta make an offer "no prob' I could cook it for ya"
Mi casa su casa partna "my partnas get stupid guallas"
Retail shops and beauty
it, I need it, yeah
Yeah, she turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head
Now that I'm on the road again
black hair
But this girl was ugly
I mean her body was through
But after four drinks or more
She looked like Paula Abdul
You know what baby? You
black hair
But this girl was ugly
I mean her body was through
But after four drinks or more
She looked like Paula Abdul
You know what baby? You
think about it that's a Billi'
Everybody know that boy Sinatra, he the King now!
Nobody want to step up in the ring now
I sacrificed my twenties now
have just done it Frank Sinatra's way
I'm sitting pretty in my Felix snobby dah
Christmas boxers in July
I think I just got pricked by a cactus
Saluting
am the industry baby
Look at my imagery lately
It's full of sinners that mainly
Claim to be in it for fame see
I Give'em one but I take three
I put'em
was good they wanted more for me
They want more for me
Yeah they wanted more
I been in my mental
Thinking to myself
This aint coincidental
Got me
and all lovers do
sometimes my head so full of trouble
there is no room for you
One kiss and I'm crazy
One kiss and I'm gone
Frank Sinatra on the radio
for every single one of my fans
Autographs 'til I couldn't feel my hands
Just a man with a plan, but you wouldn't understand
I get high by the notes,
in a day (Work)
Quarter platinum plaques in the hallway (Money)
Not Frank Sinatra but I did it my way (Mine)
Cut the top off the coupe, that's
a name
So blame it all on the gangster rapper, thanks to Joey Crack
For the chance to do it my way like Frank Sinatra
I ain't a actor so it's all facts,
you all to call me Loretta.
REG
What!?
STAN
It's my right as a man.
JUDITH
Why do you want to be Loretta, Stan?
STAN
I want to have babies.
REG
You
on ice
The feedback loop I tried to hide with
Some more liquor and Juuls
That would go on for a while, didn't even mention the flight
That I kept under my
gooey shit on his chest
Watch this motherfucker beg for mercy
Shoulda let his wiz suck my dick
For the time he jerked me
The soldier I rolls with
And as for Lady Bevan (14)
We were both in labor, that's true
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I played the uke with Vernon Duke
So well in Dubuque
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
already (aah, ah, ah)
Let me be Da Vinci
I go paint you, baby (aaah, eeh)
Then I'll be Frank Sinatra (ohh)
Make you listen through my heart
I'm in love with
, Sinatra, we all want Frank
Bend my heart, bend my eye, but I won't break
Gratata pop out like hot bread
Don't burn tongue ma, trine bite down so quick
baby
That you were meant to fall into love with me
(musical interlude)
I'm gonna start it out on my astrology
And phrenology frank: It does not matter
rides are rough
And leave you jumpy
Why make it tough
By getting grumpy?
Plenty of roads to try
Some roads you really fly
One trip
All you get
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
.jpg/228px-Frank_Sinatra_(1957_studio_portrait_close-up).jpg "Frank Sinatra")
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