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Drinking cocktails in a hotel bar
The noise of the West End of London down below
I'm surrounded by opulence and wealth
Lit by crystal chandeliers

If we lived in a gingerbread house 
How sweet would it be
Living out our little fantasy
Everyday just you and me

We could build it from the bottom

knives
And when you look for love
It can be hard to see
But its always there
And its always free
And what was sweet
Has now turned sour
Comin' down around

Never had no worries
I never had no worries in my life.
Said, I never found a care in the world
Until I found you by my side.
Now you walk in

sour 
But god it's sweet 
We can work it out 
And put the future past us 
I mean the past the past 
And make the future last 
Old school mentality 
But

hours
Babble towers
Crush us, and devour
State funds
No rain but  we flower
Sweet dreams
Rot and turn sour
Kodwa amandla awethu
Now and ever after

Sugar rush to my brain, sweet and sour like cocaine
One taste got me addicted, irresistible and wicked
Syrup sweet, rot my teeth, no it's not good

Oh baby made of confection 

please give me some of your affection 

you taste so nice, you can't go sour 

I love you, lick you by the hour 

Sugar

cloudy eyes
See it through
See it through

The sweet turns sour
As the years pass by
You have wings
But you can't
You can't fly
But don't be discouraged

The taste of what was once so sweet
It's gone now it's been sour for quite some time
For now I must just admit defeat
But the next victory will be

to deserve you
What did I say to make you stay

This blind lemon is sour for me
Good thing you're so sweet

What did I do to deserve you
What did I say to make

Pussy and power, dollars and hours
Sweet then it's sour, one in the same

One in the same, one in the same
One in the same, one in the same
Angels

with me 
My brownie sour but she sweet 
So I call her my toxic treat

I never wished by a wishing well  
I rather get things done
Too many man don't wish

that left me lonely
Call my momma tell her that I'm okay
Sour but it's sweet yea I'm
I'm ok 

Let's have a toast ayeee
Honey got me buzzing for the whole

of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so

geeked to even speak
I got Balenci on my feet
And your mortgage on my teeth
Make the situation sour
So you know that it's not sweet
You get paid by

I am beat
Strolling on the sidewalk with my feet
I'm gonna turn the sour into sweet
Looking for the sunshine that I need

I am blue
I am many things

To remain as adolescent as your soul

Wildflower, kinda sour, thought you'd meet me by the hour, it's my mind Wildflower, kinda sour, thought you'd meet me by

sweeter as the years Go by
Teach me the glorious lesson That occasionally it's possible That I may be mistaken
Keep me reasonably sweet
I don't want to be

face the toughest challenge
I don’t care if it tastes sweet
Or if reality is sour
I wanna break through
Let my confidence burst out
These feelings that

as big as cattle
Sent to Babylon convulsing
The home sweet home that sees you
As bag of hostile protein
While I do believe that you believe you're
Adding

like a treat, baby ain't shit sweet
All this shit is is sour, like some sour d
Come around an catch a vibe baby
Said it's all warmer inside baby
By my

get up and get down
Rock to the beat of a funky sound
Beat so sweet won't never go sour
Day by day every minute of the hour
The mornin' hard eggs

Remove your hand from my throat
My heart is too secure for your insecurities
Your pathetic attempt to be mine and his has failed
But only by my words