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dead, no Frank Turner 
Can't talk shit and back it up with a murmur 
I'm praying to the ghost of Michael that I'll moonwalk into stardom 
And I'm praying

got me on the shelf again but
If it mean jumping down I'd follow you

Try to think of something, draw a blank
When I see your face and you're so frank I

realize
Your melanin's the shade of Sienna
To be frank I respect your candor
If love was a crime
Your the Bonnie to my Clyde

I know we don't have all our

assistance
From Frank Corvin instead
 
He was one of the cowboys
Them flyin' ace
That were cheated
Out of going to space

With his old tormentor 
He's makin

got polo on my shirt
I'm ridin dolo while I skrrt skrrt
Frank Ocean wavy
I hit my solo like word
Po-go I'm hoppin' on this
Oh no, I got the hottest
Polo

have to be honest, now was it a mistake
How do you explain what happened to Anne frank
To Ruby Bridges- does your heart sink
What about the million other

Brandopfer schieß
Guck, ich hab den Bentley startklar
Häng mit Mafia-Membern so wie Frank Sinatra
Meine Crew trägt Gold wie Usain Bolt
Ich baller wahllos

Ich bin Straße wie Frank Lucas
Immer noch eine Scharfe im Handschuhfach
Kripo fandet die Fotos im Bilderbuch
Immer noch Handel mit Schoko wie Milka

Frank!
Now cmon & follow me, big day ahead of us

It's Fred, ayo wher-AYO!

Frank!
Now cmon & follow me, big day ahead of us

It's Fred, ayo wher-AYO!

here instead of
Hit the pharmacy in broad day you all get wet up
Fuck yo problems if I'm bein' frank
No complaints if you got money in the bank
My whole

I'm son of
Futurists, science, skyscrapers and high speed
I've grown from
Bradbury, Orwell and Frank Lloyd Wright's seeds
But I'm tired
And I can hardly

to put it down at Harold Washington
Now I'm all about a fuckin fucking Washington
Grant, Jackson, or that nigga Frank
Run run to the damn bank
But ain't no

When my friends get weak 
From all the demons they keep
I see the chance to smoke them out 
Compassion and empathy and frank, open honesty 
Yeah,

no games nigga

Countin' Ben Franks
Since like the 10th grade 
I put some ice on 
Because my wrist ached 
Niggas be lying so
I think they bitch made

holding me tight
And we're watching Frank Sinatra sing
The kettles been a whistling oh but we've been too busy kissing
So we let it join the happy tune

as far as I could throw them
But now were coasting and were smoking
Listening to Frank Ocean in our Nike's

Mama don't hurt yo body
When you curve your

the rocking the frank
Color the range with the range
Smoking for rocking the top
Wish me pull up in the top
Whippy you making me hits
Telephone and telegraph

a strange thing we see? 
I feel a little over stressed and under dressed
I feel a little self obsessed
It's just how Frank had raised me to be

I don't feel

up in the motion again
I'm all up in the ocean like Frank opened his legs
I'm focused on the better things
Like honeymoons and wedding rings
I marry

Oh, give me a day with a "thank you," and "come again, ma'am" 

Give me a straightforward morning, give me a day that is frank
And a day that unfolds in

thank?
It's all about the pesos all about the franks
Stackin' up them euros you be makin bank, right?
But ah what chu thank, ah what chu thank
Ah what chu

sehen aus wie Dunkin' Donuts
Very nice wie das Paradise
Legende, so wie Barry White
Tempelgarten, Engelshafen
Mein Weg: Frank Sinatra
Villator mit

sag' ich euch, bin ich der Hüne

Ich bin King, Frank Rosin
Jetzt hast du noch die Möglichkeit vor Angst zu fliehen
In Hamburg nennt man dich die