Lyrics:
I'm not the only Englishman
I'm under cover, but some of my brothers
Are already flying high
Come and enjoy yourself
At Frank Sinatra's party
We
around
It's over now
I'll put a Frank Sinatra album on
And cry my blues away
It's over now
It's over now
Shades of blue and purple haunt me
I've never met but have known so well
From one Frank to another
Thank you for your dream
Your dream is now my own
And thank you Ludwig Van
For
that's 'cause I'm headed to the bank, nigga
Sinatra lifestyle, I'm just bein' frank with ya
I mean, where you think she at when she ain't with ya?
Yellow Lambo in the driveway
A buck thirty-five, I'm on the highway
Frank Sinatra on my Sonos
Loud as fuck, I did it my way
A million sold before
(Every single day that I wake up)
(I can't tell you how lucky I feel)
(That I get to continue the legacy of my idols)
(Frank Sinatra, Elvis
My name is Francis Albert (Francis Albert Sinatra)
And I sing love songs mostly after dark, mostly in salons.
I've had some very good years.
I
Yes, he made the album of 2012
(Just ask him
He'll tell you) But that was just the
Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year
Here, while wearing
know, if I could sing pop tunes like Frank Sinatra or,
Sammy Davis Junior, I don't think I still could do it,
'Cause Lucille don't wanna play nothing
is cryin'
You know if I can sing pop tunes like
Frank Sinatra or Sammy Davis Jr.
I don't think I still could do it
Cause Lucille don't wanna play
Superior is an option and my synopsis
Is that I'm Frank Sinatra
On the roster, top running
Running races with my own shadow
Look in the mirror then I start
a million
With all my niggas, all my guns, all my women
Next two years, I should see about a billion
All for the love of drug dealin'
Got no love for
to introduce my
(My album, my album, my album, my album, my album, my album, my album)
Hope
What's my definition of success? (Of success)
Listening to what
never seen a more beautiful day
It's my favorite time of year
The colors are changing, she's rearranging
And I'm so glad to be here
I've been up
for y'all
And my voice is messed up too, this is the last track of Young Sinatra
Yeah, yeah
Back in the day I wasn't shit, homie
Penny pinching I
I think it's crying.
You know, if I could sing pop tunes like Frank Sinatra
Or Sammy Davis Junior, I don't think I still could do
It, 'cause
thing I knew, I was listening to an album called 'freak out!' by the mothers of invention. I became very interested in their concept of music, their
My name is Francis Albert (Francis Albert Sinatra)
And I sing love songs mostly after dark, mostly in salons.
I've had some very good years.
I
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
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
nigga
One of the best that ever did this here, every year
It's the number one R&B singer this year
But why'all know, still mo' money mo' problems
Mo'
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
hood)
(The real hood, like three pair of pants)
My friends, I'll say it clear (pair of sneakers)
(My moms is busting her ass) State my case
(Nigga,
.jpg/228px-Frank_Sinatra_(1957_studio_portrait_close-up).jpg "Frank Sinatra")
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