[Melanie & Wale chorus:] Babe, you know it gets no better this, It's sunshine on a rainy day, It's like a high could you take me me away. Away. It's a bliss. When you feel this (Beautiful bliss) you spill out hits (Beautiful bliss) When you fly as a And you ride tints And you aint a bit now baby.
verse 1:] Fresh out the Fresh out the tan the clippers Like Lippet thinking, hmm I'm to get it like Sean get it If Lord giveth a mill' and a milf skinnded It's blemishes and life system But I'm giving it foundation I write lyrics That anvil hard mine is bright knickers Maybe not quite the but my hearts in it When Brett Hart Brett Favre A sharp shooter well exceeding any four You see my figure more or less stick some I invest in my larynx and and this voice I project My is like what pros inject And niggas so fly I be droved in jets It's ironic they call me a breath no joke You see them sign me to the 'Scope, right?
[J. verse 2:] I phone home to the real wanna' know just how it feel Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the 'Ville get a deal And them niggas at the top we want yo' spot we are for real And yet we heard you got it locked but them socks we on your Heels So you best be on your toes Especially on your nigga 'Cause man keep on checking for me especially all your hoes Nigga Catch me on doorstep You see me let me in All I do is eat I'm the freaky lesbian Know all I wanna' do is ball on TV ESPN They heard I'm 'bout to so all my enemies say, "Let's be Friends." And all rappers know just where I'm 'bout to go so catch me Then all the girls we knew that scream, "Fuck you" let me in I'm definitely in a of my own And dinner Hov Hoping he pass the baton He pass the Patron And he aint dog is earned If you live in dog you learn I let you see the light I'm like the prison yard I For that living large but mama I done yet Sit and watch your son rise Kick back and know son set Forever I run yet And never Nas me life's a bitch Pac said, "Fuck the world and I cum yet." You up My punchlines like gut I'm raw dog I'm sex I'm on I'm up I'm God I'm So stress You can get the fuck from me And if you listening know you Where the they found me Im from the boy (Ay Wale, looking.)
[Wale 3:] day up in my ES it was an LS But e-lastic is my it I don't be stressed like relaxed Your feedback flexing you can keep it running Like a When we not in They like A list not no stunners Too much now for me to malfunction So any that function I on and puncture Leave it a female Dijon a puncture Waiting showing you her beauty if naked It's the view of a paintin' or a lakehead This shit's how my day is Peep me how I'm raising up the capital for Capital I'm raising like I'm through Or shift keys or it I placement Shift the keys get your capital up (Mother fucker)
(Ha, yeah. it, bump it. To my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. Deficit. Yeaa'. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. is my beautiful, uhh.)