Lyrics:
sorry but the party's over now
Awake by noon, drunk by four
Sucked up in the showbiz
You're so lame, you're such a bore
I wanna kick your teeth in
‘Bout to shower you with good night kisses
Make your balls go missing
Now resembling my missus
Watch me eat you up like it’s pleasure when it’s business
and over
But why the restless mind, stone-cold?
Time passes by, you don't belong
How did you end up here before?
Won't you stop, stop playing it down?
Stop
up and ahead of the curb man
MF pull up in the shit just got served man
Look like Chris Brown when I just left town
MF on that Whitney Houston that MF
up,
But then you go and turn me down,
I thought that you could lift me up,
But all you do is beat me, beat me, beat me.
Cause all you do is build me
In the city of dreams
You get caught up in the schemes
And fall apart in the seam tonight
That boy he used to bomb
Fromm BK to the Bronx
And it's
When everything is going down around me, you lift me up
You lift me up, Oh Lord you make me feel
a nine
She a brown skinned and she bad, bae, I swear to God, this shawty's a dime
I don't play by mine, and you know I don't play by mine
If you see my
you'll go through, uhh
A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is smiling but He's frowning too
He grew up in
the trees, they make you feel at ease
So when you rap fast, you can't breathe
But that's not reason to battle in the new season
You Chris breezing by, that's
the South-Pole
Where it’s freezin (Freezin)
I’m in the trap, hittin the white gurl
Tryna make it less potent, Chris Brown
(Brown)
Already told all the squares
You
I could die
Remember what you told me told me
There’s pain in every story story
And all we gotta do is try
To live like love
let it lift you up
Islands
An enigma wrapped up in a mystery
That’s what they used to say about you and me
A boy who reached up to
Anything out of reach
And a boy who
crew ran away in the crunch
Then I hit 'em with the "Batman" punch
Laugh, if you want but don't approach
Cause most that approach get ate up like toast
Lil Bih tell me all I do is talk about money. I said girl, f**k you
Brown paper bag money
We all about the fast money
This that stunna baby cash
because he is a healer
I lift my arms when I feel perfect cause he the cause of that
I lift my arms and I say thank you for not falling back
For real
Just
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
On 5th Ave shopping sprees, and them dinners to Chow's
I ain't concerned what other men would do now
As long as when I slide up in you, you growl
We have no future, we have no past
We're just drifting ghosts of glass
Brown sugar, ice in our veins
No pressure, no pain
Everybody looks
I just wanna be something you'll love
I know it's not that easy girl to love
I just hope my love will lift you up
End of the night I'm high as fuck
for physique
I'm down for whatever girl you fucking with a freak
Summer timeeeee
Got me walking with a vixen
Brown skin long hair shorty my addiction
erased
And you smiled like an angel
Falling from heaven
Just to be lift up again
And you kissed my lips
With those once cold fingertips
You run me
Hey Bruce
Untie my noose
Open up a bottle of
Whatever you choose
You see the naked truth
It's only truth sometimes
'Cause if you're looking for
You were best friends, Pokemon
Graceful beasts on the lawn
Winter shovels up at dawn
Two knights, rook and pawn
You juggled, laughed and ran
You
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