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Smoke up just to show how we get down.

It's been a night.
We know how to party.
Dancing like there's no one else around.

You know I be looking so fine -

the pan
I got the pot
I been cookin' you still lookin' at the recipe
I don't play by the book I leave 'em shook how I'm a chef with ease
Just tryna do good

right by you
You know I got you, baby girl
On these lonely nights in the cold
For you, anything for you
Me no wanna lose you
That's why me hold you down

up with a chick 
By the way I finesse 
I be counting a check
While laid up with ya bitch 
Stop playing ya
Yeaaa I finesse 
Nigga I finesse
 
Yea yea

on a breeze
Sittin’ on a breeze yeah
On a breeze
Wake up in the morning and I’m grateful
Yeah, yeah I determine how my day go
Make the room smoke, clear

down like stitches 
Oh wee 
Who he 
In that all black hoodie 
Looking real kriminal 
Big set of balls 
Like tumors inside of genitals 
Guns I've done

Shawty
This ain't ur birthday
But it's bottles on ice
This a good day
To pop champagnes to the heaven
Get it popping 
Upside down these l's like

the good in others when they choose to refuse it
Go on with a smile and create your own movement
Give yourself some credit and stop being stupid
You don't

Courtesy doesn't mean a thing to me, I play by broken rules 
But a little time in the country, and a little moonlight does no harm
Well the thought,

Welcome me lads to the Party St. Pat's, we raise up our glasses a tip of our hats
Let's drink down a pint for the this and the that's, tomorrow we

No More
Don't look at me that way
Cause I'll shape shift change
Into something that you hate

This house of cards will burn down, baby burn
Light

You're on your cross
Pretending you're all alone
Lined up in a row
You've saved yourselves

Good fucking job, martyr
The chorus of living failures

The moment I saw your smile
I knew it was you
You lighted up the room by walking through

You made me feel so complete
I never felt that before
I saw

the racists and D-list
At your piss-fests in the West Wing bunks

Cause no celebrity will come to your party
Even Springsteen's cover band thinks you're tacky

for you 
So why are we sitting here
And acting like we don't acknowledge this shit no 

Show love
In order to receive it
Doesn't go one way 
You can't

Oooooooo

Purple Umbrella for the summer rain 
Right now yeah the sky lookin blue
Top down no speed cruising n the lane 
Noah load em up by two

I swear my

out of town
It's never been the fondest memory 
She loves the rain but it makes drown
Things are looking up but I'm looking
Down

I can't breathe in my

don't look good
The world passes you by on the side of the road
When life is there to take you no where slow

Dreams of me as I drift the skyline

her 
Falling asleep on my shoulder 
Throwing her ass under cover 
Hop in that pussy I'm bending her over 
Knocking her down bulldozer
And she go ride

princess was a sight lovely to see
And that, good people
Is why he got dolled up and dropped by
With sixty elephants, llamas galore
With his bears and lions

Even on worse day I'm your biggest fan still
Tell the hoes to catch me outside
I'll console em like Dr Phil
Poor baby done got did in by lames
She can't

words from a British soldier, man
Damn his king and his war acts
The US is cool, man
The food is good
You can speak as you please,
No firing squads

getting paid
Ooh yeah whoa
Yeah I'm a saint you can tell by my logo
When I step out, they taking some photos
I got some double R shooters in Soho (Brrr)

of sight
Have I ever loved?
Could there be a better love than the one I found?
How in the fuck did we end up here?
Oh it appears, there's just no death for