Lyrics:
pinned up
In a picture painted frame been hangin love
A** naked, lookin like you're high on drugs
And that's wha**up, what, all b**** n****z is gettin
write for me like a scripture
I'd be lying if say I don't miss you
Me no see you how long there's an issue
Can you please send me your pussy picture
I've been painting a picture of Angola
Louisiana pictures of deals in back alleys
Where politicians often hide
But it's much more important
To me
Got a lot of my designer, I don't even swipe
I was fucking bitches way before
I got the hype my bitch, post pictures
I don't even gotta like
Long
sit and stay for a picture (turn it up)
Never wagged a tail, would've bit ya (yeah)
Look at how they lap and they lick ya (yeah)
Congeniality is
in my Range Rover?
Maybe I, maybe I, maybe I should've loved you so much more
'Cause my heart don't wanna let go
Still got your picture right next
the picture had to crop out
I just want my baby I ain't fucking with these thots now
I swear this girl be acting crazy for no reason
But I'm addicted to my baby
all in my feelings (why you all in my feelings)
You Robin my Givens (uhuh uhuh)
I really be chillin (yo)
Come and paint me a picture
How you proud when
Ho, would you let it, Ho, would you let it be (let it be)
Ho, would you let it be (let it be)
Let it be, let it be (let it be)
Ho, would you let it
That I'd be living the dream
If my life switched
With the football team
I'd be praised by my friends
If I was driving a Mercedes Benz
What do
awake and try not to blink
I can offer you my word (offer you)
I'll love you even if you hurt me and you might
Yeah, you might
I'll keep a picture
Calling the world from isolation
'Cause right now, that's the ball where we be chained
And if you're coming back to find me
You'd better have good
‘Cause if my love couldn't please you, I would be willin' to let you go.
You didn't have to kiss me this morning, knowing that you were leaving home.
You
I took a flying lesson on my 33rd birthday, instead of calling you
Or parking on the block where our old place used to be
Genesee, genesee,
to go
Would it be alright?
Could it be alright?
Well, I've got some scattered pictures lyin' on my bedroom floor
Reminds me of the times we've
and close the door.
It's nothing but a picture book they had before the war."
"Mommy, mommy, come and see. Oh, mommy, come and look.
There's four or five
through in stereo
When everybody loves you
You can never be lonely
Well, I'm gon' paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
now we can paint a picture
You are, you are, you are, you are, you are
Making my life much greener, yeah yeah
Just say you feel the way that I feel
Sorry, I don't want to sound offensive
But today, I don't want to take no pictures
Today, I'm not Kodak I'm Lil Bill
Today, I don't give a fuck
and all you need
I picture you fast asleep
A nightmare comes
You can't keep awake
May God's love be with you
Always
May God's love be with you
a blaze in the dark
Fire in the night
One by one, pictures gather round me
Where those moonflowers used to grow
Lost no more, spectres gather round here
Oh wake me please when this is over
Oh when the ice is melted away
And the hunger returns
I will feel the same but older
And I'll be twice
Sunday in the sun
It's so good, but
Would it be so bad, if you were to pretend that you were so happy?
Keep it to yourself, don't let the secret go
all the same I hate it
Wouldn't you
So what happens now
(Another suitcase in another hall)
So what happens now
(Take your picture off another
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