[Melanie Fiona & chorus:] Babe, you know it no better than this, It's like on a rainy day, It's like a could you take me away? me away. Away. It's a bliss. When you feel like (Beautiful bliss) When you out hits (Beautiful bliss) you fly as a bitch And you ride tints And you bothered a bit now baby.
[Wale 1:] Fresh out the Fresh out the tan with the Like Lippet thinking, hmm I'm trying to get it like get it If giveth a mill' and a milf bright skinnded It's slight and life system But I'm giving it foundation when I write That anvil night mine is bright knickers Maybe not the star but my hearts in it When Brett Hart meet Brett A sharp shooter exceeding any figure four You see my figure more or less stick some I invest in my larynx and lungs and voice I project My pro-ject is like pros inject And niggas so fly I should be droved in It's ironic they call me a fresh no joke You see them sign me to the 'Scope, right?
[J. verse 2:] I phone home to the real they wanna' know how it feel Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the could get a deal And tell niggas at the top we want yo' spot we are for real And yet we you got it locked but like them socks we on your Heels So you best be on toes nigga Especially on your flows 'Cause man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes Catch me on your You see me let me in All I do is eat I'm like the freaky Know all I wanna' do is ball on TV knee They heard I'm to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be Friends." And all these rappers know where I'm 'bout to go so catch me Then all the girls we knew that scream, "Fuck you" let me in I'm in a class of my own And with Hov Hoping he pass the baton He just pass the And he aint dog is earned If you just in dog you learn I let you niggas see the I'm like the prison I yearn For that living large but I aint done yet Sit back and watch your son Kick and know your son set Forever I run yet And never Nas told me life's a Pac said, "Fuck the and I ain't cum yet." You up My punchlines gut checks 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 around me And if you listening know you Where the fuck they 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 muscles Your feedback flexing Then you can it running Like a When we not in They like A list not no stunners Too practice now for me to malfunction So any beat function I on and puncture it like a female Dijon a puncture Waiting you her beauty if she's naked It's like the of a paintin' or a lakehead This shit's how my day is me how I'm raising up the capital for Nathan Capital I'm raising like I'm punctuating Or shift keys or it I 'cause 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. is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh.)