[Melanie & Wale chorus:] Babe, you know it no better than this, like sunshine on a rainy day, It's a high could you take me away? me away. Away. It's a bliss. When you feel like (Beautiful bliss) you spill out hits (Beautiful bliss) When you fly as a And you with tints And you aint a bit now baby.
verse 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 when I write lyrics anvil night hard mine is bright knickers Maybe not the star but my hearts in it When Brett Hart Brett Favre A sharp shooter well any figure four You see my more or less stick some more I invest in my larynx and and this voice I project My pro-ject is what pros inject And niggas so fly I be droved in jets It's ironic call me a fresh breath no joke You see them sign me to the 'Scope, right?
[J. Cole 2:] I phone home to the real wanna' know just how it feel Who woulda thought a nigga from the 'Ville could get a deal And tell them niggas at the top we want yo' we are for real And yet we heard you got it locked but them socks we on your Heels So you best be on toes nigga on your flows nigga 'Cause man they keep on checking for me all your hoes Nigga Catch me on your You see me let me in All I do is eat I'm like the lesbian Know all I wanna' do is on TV knee ESPN They I'm 'bout to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be Friends." And all these rappers know just where I'm 'bout to go so 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 that he pass the He pass the Patron And he aint dog is earned If you just live in dog you I let you niggas see the I'm the prison yard I yearn For that large but mama I aint done yet Sit and watch your son rise Kick back and know son set I ain't run yet And never Nas told me a bitch Pac said, "Fuck the world and I 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 you wondering 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 be stressed like relaxed muscles Your feedback ain't Then you can it running Like a When we not in They like A actors not no stunners Too practice now for me to malfunction So any beat function I on and puncture Leave it like a Dijon a puncture Waiting showing you her beauty if naked like the view of a paintin' or a lakehead This shit's how my day is Peep me how I'm raising up the for Nathan Capital I'm raising I'm through punctuating Or keys or it I placement 'cause Shift the get your capital raised up (Mother fucker)
(Ha, yeah. Bump it, bump it. To my beautiful, uhh. is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. Attention Deficit. Yeaa'. is my beautiful, uhh. is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh.)