They look like twins
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That was embarrassing
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Frank Ocean - Channel Orange Album Lyrics
Frank Ocean - Channel Orange Lyrics
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Writer: James Ryan Wuihun Ho, Christopher Breaux
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Thinkin Bout You
A tornado flew around my room before you came
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Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn't rain in
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Southern California, much like Arizona
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My eyes don't shed tears, but, boy, they bawl
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When I'm thinkin' 'bout you, ooh, no, no, no
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I've been thinkin' 'bout you, you know, know, know
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I've been thinkin' 'bout you
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Do you think about me still? Do ya, do ya?
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Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
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'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh (ooh)
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Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
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'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh (ooh)
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No, I don't like you, I just thought you were cool enough to kick it
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Got a beach house I could sell you in Idaho
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Since you think I don't love you, I just thought you were cute
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That's why I kiss you
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Got a fighter jet, I don't get to fly it, though
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I'm lyin' down thinkin' 'bout you, ooh, no, no, no
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I've been thinkin' 'bout you, you know, know, know
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I've been thinkin' 'bout you
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Do you think about me still? (Do ya, do ya?)
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Do ya, do ya? (Do ya, do ya?)
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Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
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'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh (ooh)
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Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
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'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh
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Yes, of course
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I remember, how could I forget? (How could I forget?)
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How you feel? (How you feel?)
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You know you were my first time (time)
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A new feel
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It won't ever get old, not in my soul
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Not in my spirit, keep it alive
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We'll go down this road
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'Til it turns from color to black and white
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Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
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'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh (ooh)
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Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
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'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh (ooh)
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A tornado flew around my room before you came
+
Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn't rain in
+
Southern California, much like Arizona
+
My eyes don't shed tears, but, boy, they bawl
+
When I'm thinkin' 'bout you, ooh, no, no, no
+
I've been thinkin' 'bout you, you know, know, know
+
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
+
Do you think about me still? Do ya, do ya?
+
Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
+
'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh (ooh)
+
Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
+
'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh (ooh)
+
No, I don't like you, I just thought you were cool enough to kick it
+
Got a beach house I could sell you in Idaho
+
Since you think I don't love you, I just thought you were cute
+
That's why I kiss you
+
Got a fighter jet, I don't get to fly it, though
+
I'm lyin' down thinkin' 'bout you, ooh, no, no, no
+
I've been thinkin' 'bout you, you know, know, know
+
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
+
Do you think about me still? (Do ya, do ya?)
+
Do ya, do ya? (Do ya, do ya?)
+
Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
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'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh (ooh)
+
Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
+
'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh
+
Yes, of course
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I remember, how could I forget? (How could I forget?)
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How you feel? (How you feel?)
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You know you were my first time (time)
+
A new feel
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It won't ever get old, not in my soul
+
Not in my spirit, keep it alive
+
We'll go down this road
+
'Til it turns from color to black and white
+
Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
+
'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh (ooh)
+
Or do you not think so far ahead? (Ahead)
+
'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever, ooh (ooh)
+
Writer: Robert Shea Taylor, Christopher Breaux
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Downtown Music Publishing
Fertilizer
Fertilizer
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I’ll take bullshit if that’s all you got
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Some fertilizer
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Fertilizer
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Ooooooo
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English
Fertilizer
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I’ll take bullshit if that’s all you got
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Some fertilizer
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Fertilizer
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Ooooooo
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Writer: James Edward II Fauntleroy, Reginald D. Perry
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Sierra Leone
We’re spending too much time alone
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And I just ran out of trojans
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Horses gallop to her throne
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We’re behaving like teenagers
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Making less than minimum wage
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Still inside our parents’ home
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No i dont live in denver
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I grew up in sierra leone
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And her pink skies will keep me warm
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Sierra leone
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Sierra leone
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Tid bits of intuition that i been gettin
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Abandon mission Abandon mission
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You must be kidding
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This shit feelin different
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Shit feelin too good
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To me glistenin
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Shimmerin underneath the sunlight
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And a new day
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Will bring about the dawn
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And anewday
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Will bring another crying babe into the world
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(Girl now)
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Our daughters reaching for your nipple
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Cause its time for her to eat
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Tonight ill lay her in the cradle
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If its time for go to sleep
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I’ll sing a lennon lullaby
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She can have a pretty dream
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Baby girl if you knew what i know
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Knew what i know
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We’re spending too much time alone
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And I just ran out of trojans
+
Horses gallop to her throne
+
We’re behaving like teenagers
+
Making less than minimum wage
+
Still inside our parents’ home
+
No i dont live in denver
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I grew up in sierra leone
+
And her pink skies will keep me warm
+
Sierra leone
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Sierra leone
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Tid bits of intuition that i been gettin
+
Abandon mission Abandon mission
+
You must be kidding
+
This shit feelin different
+
Shit feelin too good
+
To me glistenin
+
Shimmerin underneath the sunlight
+
And a new day
+
Will bring about the dawn
+
And anewday
+
Will bring another crying babe into the world
+
(Girl now)
+
Our daughters reaching for your nipple
+
Cause its time for her to eat
+
Tonight ill lay her in the cradle
+
If its time for go to sleep
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I’ll sing a lennon lullaby
+
She can have a pretty dream
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Baby girl if you knew what i know
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Knew what i know
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Writer: CHRISTOPHER BREAUX, JAMES RYAN WUIHUN HO
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Sweet Life
The best song wasn't the single
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But you weren't either
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Livin' in Ladera Heights
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The black Beverly Hills
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Domesticated paradise
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Palm trees and pools
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The water's blue swallow the pill
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Keepin' it surreal
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Whatever you like
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Whatever feels good
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Whatever takes you mountain high
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Keepin' it surreal
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Not sugar-free my TV ain't HD that's too real
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Grapevine, mango, peaches, and limes
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A sweet life a sweet life sweet life
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Sweet life sweet life
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A sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet life
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A sweet life a sweet life sweetie pie
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You've had a landscaper and a house keeper
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Since you were born
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The starshine always kept you warm
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So why see the world
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When you got the beach
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Don't know why see the world
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When you got the beach
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The sweet life
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The best song wasn't the single
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But you couldn't turn your radio down
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Satellite need a receiver
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Can't seem to turn the signal fully off
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Transmitting a wave
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You're catching that breeze
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'Til you're dead in the grave
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But you're keepin' it surreal
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Whatever you like
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Whatever feels good
+
Whatever takes you mountain high
+
Keepin' it surreal
+
Not sugar-free my TV ain't HD that's too real
+
Grapevines, mango, peaches, and lime
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A sweet life a sweet life a sweet life
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A sweet life a sweet life a sweet life
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Live and die in the life
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You've had a landscaper and a house keeper
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Since you were born
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The starshine always kept you warm
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So why see the world
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When you got the beach
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Don't know why see the world
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When you got the beach
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And the water
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Is exactly what I wanted
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It's everything I thought it would be (Thought it would be)
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But this neighborhood
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Is getting trippier every day
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Neighborhood is going ape shit crazy
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You've had a landscaper and a house keeper
+
Since you were born
+
The starshine always kept you warm
+
So why see the world
+
When you got the beach
+
Don't know why see the world
+
When you got the beach
+
The sweet life
+
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English
The best song wasn't the single
+
But you weren't either
+
Livin' in Ladera Heights
+
The black Beverly Hills
+
Domesticated paradise
+
Palm trees and pools
+
The water's blue swallow the pill
+
Keepin' it surreal
+
Whatever you like
+
Whatever feels good
+
Whatever takes you mountain high
+
Keepin' it surreal
+
Not sugar-free my TV ain't HD that's too real
+
Grapevine, mango, peaches, and limes
+
A sweet life a sweet life sweet life
+
Sweet life sweet life
+
A sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet life
+
A sweet life a sweet life sweetie pie
+
You've had a landscaper and a house keeper
+
Since you were born
+
The starshine always kept you warm
+
So why see the world
+
When you got the beach
+
Don't know why see the world
+
When you got the beach
+
The sweet life
+
The best song wasn't the single
+
But you couldn't turn your radio down
+
Satellite need a receiver
+
Can't seem to turn the signal fully off
+
Transmitting a wave
+
You're catching that breeze
+
'Til you're dead in the grave
+
But you're keepin' it surreal
+
Whatever you like
+
Whatever feels good
+
Whatever takes you mountain high
+
Keepin' it surreal
+
Not sugar-free my TV ain't HD that's too real
+
Grapevines, mango, peaches, and lime
+
A sweet life a sweet life a sweet life
+
A sweet life a sweet life a sweet life
+
Live and die in the life
+
You've had a landscaper and a house keeper
+
Since you were born
+
The starshine always kept you warm
+
So why see the world
+
When you got the beach
+
Don't know why see the world
+
When you got the beach
+
And the water
+
Is exactly what I wanted
+
It's everything I thought it would be (Thought it would be)
+
But this neighborhood
+
Is getting trippier every day
+
Neighborhood is going ape shit crazy
+
You've had a landscaper and a house keeper
+
Since you were born
+
The starshine always kept you warm
+
So why see the world
+
When you got the beach
+
Don't know why see the world
+
When you got the beach
+
The sweet life
+
Writer: Christopher Breaux, Pharrell Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Not Just Money
Stop thinking of this as being money
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It's just money, I'ma make more
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No, no no no no no
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Please decondition yourself
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It's not just money
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It's happiness
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It's the difference between happy, being happy and sad
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It's the difference between having a home and living on the streets
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That's what it is, it's not just money
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It's so much more than that
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Right now it's the difference between you being able to go to a prom
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And disappointing a girl
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As I told you from the beginning, I don't have money
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I have bills to pay, but that meant nothing to you
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Absolutely nothing
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Let's see, I have
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Ooh yeah, I'ma make myself a hot link when I get home
+
It meant nothing to you
+
Savin' my seven dollars
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Stop thinking of this as being money
+
It's just money, I'ma make more
+
No, no no no no no
+
Please decondition yourself
+
It's not just money
+
It's happiness
+
It's the difference between happy, being happy and sad
+
It's the difference between having a home and living on the streets
+
That's what it is, it's not just money
+
It's so much more than that
+
Right now it's the difference between you being able to go to a prom
+
And disappointing a girl
+
As I told you from the beginning, I don't have money
+
I have bills to pay, but that meant nothing to you
+
Absolutely nothing
+
Let's see, I have
+
Ooh yeah, I'ma make myself a hot link when I get home
+
It meant nothing to you
+
Savin' my seven dollars
+
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Super Rich Kids
Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
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Too many bowls of that green no lucky charms
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The maids come around too much
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Parents ain't around enough
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Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar
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Too many white lies and white lines
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Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
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Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
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Start my day up on the roof
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There's nothing like this type of view
+
Point the clicker at the tube
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I prefer expensive news
+
New car, New girl
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New ice, New glass
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New watch good times babe
+
It's good times yeah
+
She wash my back three times a day
+
This shower head feels so amazing
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We'll both be high
+
The help don't stare
+
They just walk by
+
They must don't care
+
A million one a million two
+
A hundred more will never do
+
Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
+
Too many bowls of that green no lucky charms
+
The maids come around too much
+
Parents ain't around enough
+
Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar
+
Too many white lies and white lines
+
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
+
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
+
Real love, I'm searching for a real love
+
Real love, I'm searching for a real love
+
Real love
+
(Earl)
+
Close your eyes for what you can't imagine
+
We are the xany gnashing caddy smashing
+
Bratty ass he mad he snatched his daddy's jag
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And used the shit for batting practice
+
Adamant and he thrashing
+
Purchasing crappy grams
+
With half the hand of cash you handed
+
Panic and patch me up
+
Pappy done latch keyed us
+
Toyin with raggy annes and mammy done had enough
+
Brash as f*ck breaching all these aqueducts
+
Don't believe us treat us like we can't erupt
+
We end our day up on the roof
+
I say I'll jump I never do
+
But when I'm drunk I act a fool
+
(Talkin bout)
+
Do they sew wings on tailored suits
+
I'm on that ledge
+
She grabs my arm
+
She slaps my hand
+
It's good times yeah
+
Sleeve rips off I slip I fall
+
The markets down like sixty stories
+
And some don't end the way they should
+
My silver spoon has fed me good
+
A million one a million cash
+
Close my eyes and feel the crash
+
Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
+
Too many bowls of that green no lucky charms
+
The maids come around too much
+
Parents ain't around enough
+
Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar
+
Too many white lies and white lines
+
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
+
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
+
Real love
+
(Ain't that something rare)
+
I'm searching for a real love
+
(Talkin bout real love)
+
Real love yea
+
Real love
+
I'm searching for a real love
+
Talkin bout a real love
+
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Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
+
Too many bowls of that green no lucky charms
+
The maids come around too much
+
Parents ain't around enough
+
Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar
+
Too many white lies and white lines
+
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
+
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
+
Start my day up on the roof
+
There's nothing like this type of view
+
Point the clicker at the tube
+
I prefer expensive news
+
New car, New girl
+
New ice, New glass
+
New watch good times babe
+
It's good times yeah
+
She wash my back three times a day
+
This shower head feels so amazing
+
We'll both be high
+
The help don't stare
+
They just walk by
+
They must don't care
+
A million one a million two
+
A hundred more will never do
+
Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
+
Too many bowls of that green no lucky charms
+
The maids come around too much
+
Parents ain't around enough
+
Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar
+
Too many white lies and white lines
+
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
+
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
+
Real love, I'm searching for a real love
+
Real love, I'm searching for a real love
+
Real love
+
(Earl)
+
Close your eyes for what you can't imagine
+
We are the xany gnashing caddy smashing
+
Bratty ass he mad he snatched his daddy's jag
+
And used the shit for batting practice
+
Adamant and he thrashing
+
Purchasing crappy grams
+
With half the hand of cash you handed
+
Panic and patch me up
+
Pappy done latch keyed us
+
Toyin with raggy annes and mammy done had enough
+
Brash as f*ck breaching all these aqueducts
+
Don't believe us treat us like we can't erupt
+
We end our day up on the roof
+
I say I'll jump I never do
+
But when I'm drunk I act a fool
+
(Talkin bout)
+
Do they sew wings on tailored suits
+
I'm on that ledge
+
She grabs my arm
+
She slaps my hand
+
It's good times yeah
+
Sleeve rips off I slip I fall
+
The markets down like sixty stories
+
And some don't end the way they should
+
My silver spoon has fed me good
+
A million one a million cash
+
Close my eyes and feel the crash
+
Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce
+
Too many bowls of that green no lucky charms
+
The maids come around too much
+
Parents ain't around enough
+
Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar
+
Too many white lies and white lines
+
Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends
+
Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends
+
Real love
+
(Ain't that something rare)
+
I'm searching for a real love
+
(Talkin bout real love)
+
Real love yea
+
Real love
+
I'm searching for a real love
+
Talkin bout a real love
+
Writer: Christopher Breaux, James Ho, Kirk Robinson, Mark Morales, Mark Rooney, Nathaniel Robinson, Roy Hammond, Thebe Kgositsile
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Pilot Jones
[Intro]
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We once had things in common
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Now the only thing we share is the refrigerator
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Ice cold, baby, I told you, I'm ice cold (ice cold!)
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You out here flyin' high (high!)
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Go head, fly that thing!
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High! High!
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But fly alone
+
[Verse 1]
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You always smokin' in the house
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What if my mother comes over?
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You can't get up and get a job
+
Cause this little hustle's getting you by
+
You're the dealer and the stoner with the sweetest kiss around
+
[Hook]
+
I know what I was on, I had a Pilot Jones
+
She took me high, then she took me home
+
Pilot Jones, Pilot Jones
+
[Verse 2]
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Tonight she came stumblin' across my lawn again
+
I just don't know why I keep on tryin' to keep a grown woman sober
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See there you go reachin' up your blouse and no I don't want a child
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But I ain't been touched in a while by the dealer
+
And the stoner with the sweetest kiss I've ever known
+
[Hook]
+
[Verse 3]
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In the sky up above, the birds
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I saw the sky like I never seen before
+
You thought I was above you
+
Above this in so many ways
+
Buf if I got a condo on a cloud
+
Then I guess you can stay at my place
+
I'mma get one
+
I need ya
+
Admit it
+
You're my Pilot Jones
+
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English
[Intro]
+
We once had things in common
+
Now the only thing we share is the refrigerator
+
Ice cold, baby, I told you, I'm ice cold (ice cold!)
+
You out here flyin' high (high!)
+
Go head, fly that thing!
+
High! High!
+
But fly alone
+
[Verse 1]
+
You always smokin' in the house
+
What if my mother comes over?
+
You can't get up and get a job
+
Cause this little hustle's getting you by
+
You're the dealer and the stoner with the sweetest kiss around
+
[Hook]
+
I know what I was on, I had a Pilot Jones
+
She took me high, then she took me home
+
Pilot Jones, Pilot Jones
+
[Verse 2]
+
Tonight she came stumblin' across my lawn again
+
I just don't know why I keep on tryin' to keep a grown woman sober
+
See there you go reachin' up your blouse and no I don't want a child
+
But I ain't been touched in a while by the dealer
+
And the stoner with the sweetest kiss I've ever known
+
[Hook]
+
[Verse 3]
+
In the sky up above, the birds
+
I saw the sky like I never seen before
+
You thought I was above you
+
Above this in so many ways
+
Buf if I got a condo on a cloud
+
Then I guess you can stay at my place
+
I'mma get one
+
I need ya
+
Admit it
+
You're my Pilot Jones
+
Writer: CHRISTOPHER BREAUX, ROBERT SHEA TAYLOR
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management
Crack Rock
[Verse 1]
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You don’t know how little you matter
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Until you’re all alone
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In the middle of Arkansas
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With a little rock left in that glass dick
+
Used to date a blonde
+
You used to hit it raw
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Cause she was and you are madly involved
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Madly involved
+
[Refrain x2]
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Hitting stones in glass homes
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You're smoking stones in abandoned homes
+
You hit them stones and broke your home
+
Crack rock crack rock
+
Crack rock crack rock
+
[Verse 2]
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You're shuckin and jiving
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Stealing and robbing
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To get the fixing that you’re itching for
+
Your family stopped inviting you to things
+
Won’t let you hold their infant
+
You used to get a little cut-up from time to time
+
But the freaks ain't trying to sleep with cracky
+
[Refrain]
+
[Verse 3]
+
Crooked cop, dead cop
+
How much dope can you push to me
+
Crooked cop, dead cop
+
No good for community
+
F*cking pig get shot
+
Three hundred men will search for me
+
My brother get popped
+
And don’t no one hear the sound
+
Don’t no one hear the rounds
+
Don’t no one hear the shells
+
Don’t no one hear a sound
+
Don’t no one disturb the peace for riot
+
Don’t no one disrupt nirvana
+
Don’t no one wanna blow the high
+
Crack rock, crack rock, crack rock
+
How you feeling girl
+
How’s the gutter doing
+
Crack rock
+
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[Verse 1]
+
You don’t know how little you matter
+
Until you’re all alone
+
In the middle of Arkansas
+
With a little rock left in that glass dick
+
Used to date a blonde
+
You used to hit it raw
+
Cause she was and you are madly involved
+
Madly involved
+
[Refrain x2]
+
Hitting stones in glass homes
+
You're smoking stones in abandoned homes
+
You hit them stones and broke your home
+
Crack rock crack rock
+
Crack rock crack rock
+
[Verse 2]
+
You're shuckin and jiving
+
Stealing and robbing
+
To get the fixing that you’re itching for
+
Your family stopped inviting you to things
+
Won’t let you hold their infant
+
You used to get a little cut-up from time to time
+
But the freaks ain't trying to sleep with cracky
+
[Refrain]
+
[Verse 3]
+
Crooked cop, dead cop
+
How much dope can you push to me
+
Crooked cop, dead cop
+
No good for community
+
F*cking pig get shot
+
Three hundred men will search for me
+
My brother get popped
+
And don’t no one hear the sound
+
Don’t no one hear the rounds
+
Don’t no one hear the shells
+
Don’t no one hear a sound
+
Don’t no one disturb the peace for riot
+
Don’t no one disrupt nirvana
+
Don’t no one wanna blow the high
+
Crack rock, crack rock, crack rock
+
How you feeling girl
+
How’s the gutter doing
+
Crack rock
+
Writer: CHRISTOPHER BREAUX, JAMES RYAN WUIHUN HO
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Pyramids
[Intro]
+
Set the cheetahs on the loose
+
There's a thief out on the move
+
Underneath our legion's view
+
They have taken Cleopatra
+
Run run run, come back for my glory
+
Bring her back to me
+
Run run run, the crown of our pharaoh
+
The throne of our queen is empty
+
We'll run to the future
+
Shining like diamonds in a rocky world
+
A rocky, rocky world
+
Our skin like bronze and our hair like cashmere
+
As we march to rhythm
+
On the palace floor
+
Chandeliers inside the pyramid
+
Tremble from the force
+
Cymbals crash inside the pyramid
+
Voices fill up the halls
+
[Repeat Intro]
+
The jewel of Africa
+
What good is a jewel that ain't still precious?
+
How could you run off on me?
+
How could you run off on us?
+
You feel like God inside that gold
+
I found you laying down with Samson
+
And his full head of hair
+
Found my black queen Cleopatra
+
Bad dreams, Cleopatra
+
Remove her
+
Send the cheetahs to the tomb
+
Our war is over, our queen has met her doom
+
No more she lives no more serpent in her room
+
No more it has killed Cleopatra
+
Big sun coming strong through the motel blinds
+
Wake up to your girl for now, let's call her Cleopatra
+
I watch you fix your hair
+
Then put your panties on in the mirror, Cleopatra
+
Then your lipstick, Cleopatra
+
Then your six-inch heels
+
Catch her
+
She's headed to the pyramid
+
[Hook]
+
She's working at the pyramid tonight
+
Working at the pyramid
+
Working at the pyramid tonight
+
Working at the pyramid
+
Working at the pyramid tonight
+
Working at the pyramid
+
Working at the pyramid tonight
+
Working at the pyramid
+
Working at the pyramid tonight
+
Pimping in my convos
+
Bubbles in my champagne
+
Let it be some jazz playing
+
Top floor motel suite twisting my cigars
+
Floor model TV with the VCR
+
Got rubies in my damn chain
+
Whip ain't got no gas tank
+
But it still got woodgrain
+
Got your girl working for me
+
Hit the strip and my bills paid
+
That keep my bills paid
+
Hit the strip and my bills paid
+
Keep a nigga bills paid
+
She's working at the pyramid tonight
+
[Hook]
+
You showed up after work I'm bathing your body
+
Touch you in places only I know
+
You're wet & you're warm just like our bathwater
+
Can we make love before you go
+
The way you say my name makes me feel like
+
I'm that nigga
+
But I'm still unemployed
+
You say it's big but you take it
+
Ride cowgirl
+
But your love ain't free no more
+
But your love ain't free no more
+
[Hook]
+
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[Intro]
+
Set the cheetahs on the loose
+
There's a thief out on the move
+
Underneath our legion's view
+
They have taken Cleopatra
+
Run run run, come back for my glory
+
Bring her back to me
+
Run run run, the crown of our pharaoh
+
The throne of our queen is empty
+
We'll run to the future
+
Shining like diamonds in a rocky world
+
A rocky, rocky world
+
Our skin like bronze and our hair like cashmere
+
As we march to rhythm
+
On the palace floor
+
Chandeliers inside the pyramid
+
Tremble from the force
+
Cymbals crash inside the pyramid
+
Voices fill up the halls
+
[Repeat Intro]
+
The jewel of Africa
+
What good is a jewel that ain't still precious?
+
How could you run off on me?
+
How could you run off on us?
+
You feel like God inside that gold
+
I found you laying down with Samson
+
And his full head of hair
+
Found my black queen Cleopatra
+
Bad dreams, Cleopatra
+
Remove her
+
Send the cheetahs to the tomb
+
Our war is over, our queen has met her doom
+
No more she lives no more serpent in her room
+
No more it has killed Cleopatra
+
Big sun coming strong through the motel blinds
+
Wake up to your girl for now, let's call her Cleopatra
+
I watch you fix your hair
+
Then put your panties on in the mirror, Cleopatra
+
Then your lipstick, Cleopatra
+
Then your six-inch heels
+
Catch her
+
She's headed to the pyramid
+
[Hook]
+
She's working at the pyramid tonight
+
Working at the pyramid
+
Working at the pyramid tonight
+
Working at the pyramid
+
Working at the pyramid tonight
+
Working at the pyramid
+
Working at the pyramid tonight
+
Working at the pyramid
+
Working at the pyramid tonight
+
Pimping in my convos
+
Bubbles in my champagne
+
Let it be some jazz playing
+
Top floor motel suite twisting my cigars
+
Floor model TV with the VCR
+
Got rubies in my damn chain
+
Whip ain't got no gas tank
+
But it still got woodgrain
+
Got your girl working for me
+
Hit the strip and my bills paid
+
That keep my bills paid
+
Hit the strip and my bills paid
+
Keep a nigga bills paid
+
She's working at the pyramid tonight
+
[Hook]
+
You showed up after work I'm bathing your body
+
Touch you in places only I know
+
You're wet & you're warm just like our bathwater
+
Can we make love before you go
+
The way you say my name makes me feel like
+
I'm that nigga
+
But I'm still unemployed
+
You say it's big but you take it
+
Ride cowgirl
+
But your love ain't free no more
+
But your love ain't free no more
+
[Hook]
+
Writer: Taylor Scott Johnson, Christopher Breaux, James Ryan Wuithun Ho
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, ST MUSIC LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, ST MUSIC LLC, BMG Rights Management
Lost
[Verse 1]
+
Double D
+
Big full breasts on my baby
+
(Yo we going to Florida)
+
Triple weight
+
Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl
+
And I just wanna know
+
Why you ain't been going to work
+
Boss ain't working you like this
+
He can't take care of you like this
+
[Hook]
+
Now you're lost
+
Lost in the heat of it all
+
Girl you know you're lost
+
Lost in the thrill of it all
+
Miami, Amsterdam
+
Tokyo, Spain, lost
+
Los Angeles, India
+
Lost on a train, lost
+
[Verse 2]
+
Got on my buttercream silk shirt and it's Versace
+
Hand me my triple weight
+
So I can weigh the work I got on your girl
+
Too weird to live, too rare to die
+
No I don't really wish
+
I don't wish the titties would show
+
No, have I ever
+
Have I ever let you get caught
+
[Hook]
+
[Verse 3]
+
She's at a stove
+
Can't believe I got her out here cooking dope
+
I promise she'll be
+
Whipping meals up for a family of her own some day
+
Nothing wrong
+
Nothing wrong, ain't nothing wrong)
+
No nothing wrong with a lie
+
Nothing wrong with another short plane ride
+
(Nothing wrong, ain't nothing wrong)
+
Through the sky
+
Up in the sky
+
You and I
+
Just you and I
+
[Hook]
+
[Outro]
+
Love lost ?
+
Love love
+
Love lost ?
+
Love love
+
Love lost
+
Love love
+
Love lost
+
Life is the substance
+
Then the other channel on the
+
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[Verse 1]
+
Double D
+
Big full breasts on my baby
+
(Yo we going to Florida)
+
Triple weight
+
Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl
+
And I just wanna know
+
Why you ain't been going to work
+
Boss ain't working you like this
+
He can't take care of you like this
+
[Hook]
+
Now you're lost
+
Lost in the heat of it all
+
Girl you know you're lost
+
Lost in the thrill of it all
+
Miami, Amsterdam
+
Tokyo, Spain, lost
+
Los Angeles, India
+
Lost on a train, lost
+
[Verse 2]
+
Got on my buttercream silk shirt and it's Versace
+
Hand me my triple weight
+
So I can weigh the work I got on your girl
+
Too weird to live, too rare to die
+
No I don't really wish
+
I don't wish the titties would show
+
No, have I ever
+
Have I ever let you get caught
+
[Hook]
+
[Verse 3]
+
She's at a stove
+
Can't believe I got her out here cooking dope
+
I promise she'll be
+
Whipping meals up for a family of her own some day
+
Nothing wrong
+
Nothing wrong, ain't nothing wrong)
+
No nothing wrong with a lie
+
Nothing wrong with another short plane ride
+
(Nothing wrong, ain't nothing wrong)
+
Through the sky
+
Up in the sky
+
You and I
+
Just you and I
+
[Hook]
+
[Outro]
+
Love lost ?
+
Love love
+
Love lost ?
+
Love love
+
Love lost
+
Love love
+
Love lost
+
Life is the substance
+
Then the other channel on the
+
Writer: Micah Josue Otano, Paul II Shelton, James Ryan Wuihun Ho, Christopher Breaux
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
White
could this be earth, could this be light
+
does this mean everythings going to be alright
+
one look out my window theres trees talking like people
+
i dreamt of storms, i dreamt of sound
+
i dreamt of gravity keeping us around
+
i slept in the darkness it was lonely and it was silent
+
what is this love, i dont feel the same
+
dont believe what this is, could be given a name
+
i awoke you there chasing planets on my forehead
+
but i forget 23 like i forget 17
+
and i forget my first love, like you forget a day dream
+
and what of all my wild friends, and the times i've had with them
+
but i'll fade to grey soon on the tv station
+
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English
could this be earth, could this be light
+
does this mean everythings going to be alright
+
one look out my window theres trees talking like people
+
i dreamt of storms, i dreamt of sound
+
i dreamt of gravity keeping us around
+
i slept in the darkness it was lonely and it was silent
+
what is this love, i dont feel the same
+
dont believe what this is, could be given a name
+
i awoke you there chasing planets on my forehead
+
but i forget 23 like i forget 17
+
and i forget my first love, like you forget a day dream
+
and what of all my wild friends, and the times i've had with them
+
but i'll fade to grey soon on the tv station
+
Writer: Ommas Keith-Graham, Tyler Gregory Okonma, Charles Christopher Breaux, Pharrell L. Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Monks
[Verse 1]
+
Mosh pits and bare chest
+
Stage diving sky diver
+
Spray the crowd with cold water
+
Now it's mosh pits and wet tits
+
I think I need a cold shower
+
Cool waters
+
African girl speaks in English accent
+
Likes to f*ck boys in bands
+
Likes to watch westerns
+
And ride me without the hands
+
Show me her passport
+
She's on her own tour
+
[Hook]
+
But you're beautiful to me
+
Wave 'em high girl to the sky
+
But you're beautiful to me
+
(We're in the clouds)
+
Wave 'em high girl to the sky
+
But you're beautiful to me
+
(Life in the clouds)
+
Keep em high y'all
+
(Beautiful stars)
+
In the sky
+
[Verse 2]
+
Monks in the mosh pit
+
Stage diving Dalai Lama
+
Feet covered in cut flowers
+
They mosh for enlightenment
+
Clean chakra, good karma
+
One with the water
+
Indian girl sleeps above the temple
+
Planning a run away young at heart
+
You found a boyfriend
+
And now you wanna get away, get away
+
Just a virgin lover on a getaway, getaway
+
And at sunset they're gonna try and get away, get away
+
Abhaya Mudra
+
I never ask for much
+
But please keep up lover
+
We've got no choices left
+
The running's fast
+
Run run run run
+
You're beautiful to me
+
Run run run run, you'd better run
+
You mean so much to me
+
In my world
+
We made it safely
+
Even with your father's army trailing us
+
We escaped him
+
Even with his archer's bows at our backs
+
What a great escape
+
But there's a long way still in fact
+
We're lost in a jungle underneath these clouds
+
There's a monsoon that never ends
+
A coke white tiger woke us from our slumber
+
To guide and protect us til the end
+
[Hook]
+
We're in the clouds
+
Wave 'em high now to the sky
+
But you're beautiful to me
+
Keep 'em high y'all, show you right
+
But you're beautiful to me
+
Beautiful
+
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[Verse 1]
+
Mosh pits and bare chest
+
Stage diving sky diver
+
Spray the crowd with cold water
+
Now it's mosh pits and wet tits
+
I think I need a cold shower
+
Cool waters
+
African girl speaks in English accent
+
Likes to f*ck boys in bands
+
Likes to watch westerns
+
And ride me without the hands
+
Show me her passport
+
She's on her own tour
+
[Hook]
+
But you're beautiful to me
+
Wave 'em high girl to the sky
+
But you're beautiful to me
+
(We're in the clouds)
+
Wave 'em high girl to the sky
+
But you're beautiful to me
+
(Life in the clouds)
+
Keep em high y'all
+
(Beautiful stars)
+
In the sky
+
[Verse 2]
+
Monks in the mosh pit
+
Stage diving Dalai Lama
+
Feet covered in cut flowers
+
They mosh for enlightenment
+
Clean chakra, good karma
+
One with the water
+
Indian girl sleeps above the temple
+
Planning a run away young at heart
+
You found a boyfriend
+
And now you wanna get away, get away
+
Just a virgin lover on a getaway, getaway
+
And at sunset they're gonna try and get away, get away
+
Abhaya Mudra
+
I never ask for much
+
But please keep up lover
+
We've got no choices left
+
The running's fast
+
Run run run run
+
You're beautiful to me
+
Run run run run, you'd better run
+
You mean so much to me
+
In my world
+
We made it safely
+
Even with your father's army trailing us
+
We escaped him
+
Even with his archer's bows at our backs
+
What a great escape
+
But there's a long way still in fact
+
We're lost in a jungle underneath these clouds
+
There's a monsoon that never ends
+
A coke white tiger woke us from our slumber
+
To guide and protect us til the end
+
[Hook]
+
We're in the clouds
+
Wave 'em high now to the sky
+
But you're beautiful to me
+
Keep 'em high y'all, show you right
+
But you're beautiful to me
+
Beautiful
+
Writer: CHRISTOPHER BREAUX, JAMES RYAN WUIHUN HO
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Bad Religion
Taxi driver
+
Be my shrink for the hour
+
Leave the meter, running
+
Its rush hour
+
So take the streets if you wanna
+
Just outrun the demons could you
+
He said Allah Hu Akbar
+
I told him don’t curse me
+
Bo bo you need prayer
+
I guess it couldn’t hurt me
+
If it brings me to my knees
+
It’s a bad religion
+
This unrequited love
+
To me its nothing but a one man cult
+
And cyanide in my styrofoam cup
+
I could never make him love me
+
Never make him love me
+
Love me love me love me love me
+
Love me love me
+
Love me love me love me love
+
Taxi driver I swear i’ve got three lives
+
Balanced on my head like steak knives
+
I can’t tell you the truth about my disguise
+
I can’t trust no one
+
And you say Allah Hu Akbar
+
I told him don’t curse me
+
Bo bo you need prayer
+
I guessed it couldn’t hurt me
+
If it brings me to my knees
+
It’s a bad religion
+
Unrequited love
+
To me its nothing but a one man cult
+
And cyanide in my styrofoam cup
+
I could never make him love me
+
Never make him love me
+
No no
+
It’s a it’s a bad religion
+
To be in love with
+
Someone who could never love you
+
Only bad only bad religion
+
Could have me feeling the way I do
+
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Taxi driver
+
Be my shrink for the hour
+
Leave the meter, running
+
Its rush hour
+
So take the streets if you wanna
+
Just outrun the demons could you
+
He said Allah Hu Akbar
+
I told him don’t curse me
+
Bo bo you need prayer
+
I guess it couldn’t hurt me
+
If it brings me to my knees
+
It’s a bad religion
+
This unrequited love
+
To me its nothing but a one man cult
+
And cyanide in my styrofoam cup
+
I could never make him love me
+
Never make him love me
+
Love me love me love me love me
+
Love me love me
+
Love me love me love me love
+
Taxi driver I swear i’ve got three lives
+
Balanced on my head like steak knives
+
I can’t tell you the truth about my disguise
+
I can’t trust no one
+
And you say Allah Hu Akbar
+
I told him don’t curse me
+
Bo bo you need prayer
+
I guessed it couldn’t hurt me
+
If it brings me to my knees
+
It’s a bad religion
+
Unrequited love
+
To me its nothing but a one man cult
+
And cyanide in my styrofoam cup
+
I could never make him love me
+
Never make him love me
+
No no
+
It’s a it’s a bad religion
+
To be in love with
+
Someone who could never love you
+
Only bad only bad religion
+
Could have me feeling the way I do
+
Writer: Charles Gambetta, Christopher Breaux, Kevin Ristro, Waynne Nugent
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Pink Matter
[Frank Ocean]
+
And the peaches & the mangos
+
You could sell for me..
+
What do you think my brain is made for
+
Is it just a container for the mind
+
This great grey matter
+
Sensei replied what is your woman
+
Is she just a container for the child
+
That soft pink matter
+
Cotton candy Majin Buu
+
Close my eyes & fall into you
+
My god she’s giving me pleasure
+
What if the sky & the stars are for show
+
And the aliens are watching live
+
From the purple matter
+
Sensei went quiet then violent
+
And we sparred until we both grew tired
+
Nothing mattered
+
Cotton candy maajin bu
+
Dim the lights & fall into you
+
My god giving me pleasure
+
Pleasure pleasure pleasure
+
Pleasure over matter
+
[Andre 3000]
+
Since you been gone
+
I been having withdrawals
+
You were such a habit to call
+
I ain't myself at all had to tell myself naw
+
She’s better with some fella with a regular job
+
I didn’t wanna get her involved
+
By dinner mr. benjamin was sittin in awe
+
Hopped into my car drove far
+
Far’s too close & I remember
+
My memories no sharp
+
Butter knife what a life anyway
+
I’m building y’all a clock stop
+
What am I hemingway
+
She had the kind of body
+
That would probably intimidate
+
Any of ‘em that were un-southern
+
Not me cousin
+
If models are made for modeling
+
Thick girls are made for cuddlin’
+
Switch worlds & we can huddle then
+
Who needs another friend
+
I need to hold your hand
+
You’d need no other man
+
We’d flee to other lands
+
Grey matter
+
Blue used to be my favorite color
+
Now I ain't got no choice
+
Blue matter
+
You’re good at being bad
+
You’re bad at being good
+
For heaven’s sakes go to hell
+
Knock knock knock knock on wood
+
Well frankly when that ocean so muphuckin good
+
Make her swab the muphuckin wood
+
Make her walk the muphuckin plank
+
Make her rob a muphuckin bank
+
With no mask on & a rusty revolver
+
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[Frank Ocean]
+
And the peaches & the mangos
+
You could sell for me..
+
What do you think my brain is made for
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Is it just a container for the mind
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This great grey matter
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Sensei replied what is your woman
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Is she just a container for the child
+
That soft pink matter
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Cotton candy Majin Buu
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Close my eyes & fall into you
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My god she’s giving me pleasure
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What if the sky & the stars are for show
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And the aliens are watching live
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From the purple matter
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Sensei went quiet then violent
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And we sparred until we both grew tired
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Nothing mattered
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Cotton candy maajin bu
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Dim the lights & fall into you
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My god giving me pleasure
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Pleasure pleasure pleasure
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Pleasure over matter
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[Andre 3000]
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Since you been gone
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I been having withdrawals
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You were such a habit to call
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I ain't myself at all had to tell myself naw
+
She’s better with some fella with a regular job
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I didn’t wanna get her involved
+
By dinner mr. benjamin was sittin in awe
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Hopped into my car drove far
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Far’s too close & I remember
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My memories no sharp
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Butter knife what a life anyway
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I’m building y’all a clock stop
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What am I hemingway
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She had the kind of body
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That would probably intimidate
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Any of ‘em that were un-southern
+
Not me cousin
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If models are made for modeling
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Thick girls are made for cuddlin’
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Switch worlds & we can huddle then
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Who needs another friend
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I need to hold your hand
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You’d need no other man
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We’d flee to other lands
+
Grey matter
+
Blue used to be my favorite color
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Now I ain't got no choice
+
Blue matter
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You’re good at being bad
+
You’re bad at being good
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For heaven’s sakes go to hell
+
Knock knock knock knock on wood
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Well frankly when that ocean so muphuckin good
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Make her swab the muphuckin wood
+
Make her walk the muphuckin plank
+
Make her rob a muphuckin bank
+
With no mask on & a rusty revolver
+
Writer: Andre Benjamin, James Ryan Wuihun Ho, Christopher Breaux
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Forrest Gump
I wanna see your pom poms from the stands
+
Come on, come on
+
My fingertips, and my lips, they burn
+
From the cigarettes
+
Forrest Gump, you run my mind boy
+
Running on my mind boy
+
Forrest Gump
+
I know you Forrest
+
I know you wouldn't hurt a beetle
+
But you're so buff, and so strong
+
I'm nervous Forrest
+
Forrest Gump
+
My fingertips, and my lips, they burn
+
From the cigarettes
+
Forrest Gump you run my mind boy
+
Running on my mind boy
+
Forrest Gump
+
I saw ya game, Forrest
+
I was screamin' run 44
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But you kept runnin' past the end zone
+
Oh where'd you go Forrest
+
Forrest Gump
+
My fingertips, and my lips, they burn
+
From the cigarettes
+
Forrest Gump you run my mind boy
+
Running on my mind boy
+
Forrest Gump
+
Forrest green
+
Forrest blues
+
I re-mem-ber you
+
If this is love, I know it's true
+
I won't for-get you (you)
+
(You you, oh you you) It's for you Forrest
+
(You you, oh you you) It's for you Forrest
+
Forrest Gump
+
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I wanna see your pom poms from the stands
+
Come on, come on
+
My fingertips, and my lips, they burn
+
From the cigarettes
+
Forrest Gump, you run my mind boy
+
Running on my mind boy
+
Forrest Gump
+
I know you Forrest
+
I know you wouldn't hurt a beetle
+
But you're so buff, and so strong
+
I'm nervous Forrest
+
Forrest Gump
+
My fingertips, and my lips, they burn
+
From the cigarettes
+
Forrest Gump you run my mind boy
+
Running on my mind boy
+
Forrest Gump
+
I saw ya game, Forrest
+
I was screamin' run 44
+
But you kept runnin' past the end zone
+
Oh where'd you go Forrest
+
Forrest Gump
+
My fingertips, and my lips, they burn
+
From the cigarettes
+
Forrest Gump you run my mind boy
+
Running on my mind boy
+
Forrest Gump
+
Forrest green
+
Forrest blues
+
I re-mem-ber you
+
If this is love, I know it's true
+
I won't for-get you (you)
+
(You you, oh you you) It's for you Forrest
+
(You you, oh you you) It's for you Forrest
+
Forrest Gump
+
Writer: CHRISTOPHER BREAUX, JAMES RYAN WUIHUN HO
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
End
Darker times
+
They're telling boulder heavy lies
+
Looks like all we've got is each other
+
The truth is obsolete
+
Remember when all I had was my mother
+
She didn't compromise
+
She could recognize
+
Voodoo
+
Our daughters and our sons
+
Are just candles in the sun
+
Voodoo
+
Don't let him see divide
+
Don't you let her see divide
+
Voodoo
+
She's got the whole wide world in her juicy fruit
+
He's got the whole wide world in his pants
+
He wrapped the whole wide world in a wedding band
+
Then put the whole wide world on her hands
+
She's got the whole wide world in her hands
+
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
+
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English
Darker times
+
They're telling boulder heavy lies
+
Looks like all we've got is each other
+
The truth is obsolete
+
Remember when all I had was my mother
+
She didn't compromise
+
She could recognize
+
Voodoo
+
Our daughters and our sons
+
Are just candles in the sun
+
Voodoo
+
Don't let him see divide
+
Don't you let her see divide
+
Voodoo
+
She's got the whole wide world in her juicy fruit
+
He's got the whole wide world in his pants
+
He wrapped the whole wide world in a wedding band
+
Then put the whole wide world on her hands
+
She's got the whole wide world in her hands
+
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
+
Writer: James Ryan Wuihun Ho, Christopher Breaux
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Golden Girl
(Bonus Track)
She peels an orange for us in the morning
+
She woke me up to give me half
+
I can hear the children soccer ballin'
+
Like wildcats running on the grass, hey
+
You're a girl on this island
+
I'm a boy from America
+
My flight leaves tonight, but I don't think I'm going backwards
+
I won't be going backwards
+
You're my golden girl
+
You're the one I've chosen, girl
+
You're 24k
+
You make it bright when it's grey
+
You're my golden girl
+
The sun has been kind to you
+
You're 24k (girl)
+
But the sky's never grey (never grey)
+
Silent moments, meditative poses
+
You break my focus, you make me laugh
+
Two mopeds racing through the forest
+
Making dirt clouds on a path, on a path
+
I'm my best on this island
+
I'm a mess in America
+
My flight left last night, but I know I'm not going back home, yeah
+
I'm not going back home, no
+
You're my golden girl
+
You're the one I've chosen, girl
+
You're 24k
+
You make it bright when it's grey
+
You're my golden girl
+
The sun has been kind to you
+
You're 24k (girl)
+
But the sky's never grey (never grey)
+
If we build a house in paradise, will we get to heaven s'till?
+
(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes, breezes, breezes)
+
If we don't have to live through hell just to get to heaven
+
(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes, breezes, breezes, breezes)
+
I'mma stay right here, with you
+
(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes, breezes, breezes, breezes)
+
'Til the hurricane comes, "til the tsunami comes, I've found my gold
+
(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes)
+
You're my golden girl
+
You're the one I've chosen, girl
+
You're 24k
+
You make it bright when it's grey
+
You're my golden girl
+
The sun has been kind to you
+
You're 24k (girl)
+
But the sky's never grey (never grey)
+
Um, you're my G-O L-D E-N G-I R-L
+
And that's for the females that can't spell, but
+
Thanks for f*cking with me
+
You turn my dark into light, you're like a bucket of bleach
+
You see, I want you to know that
+
My negatives at home aren't working for my Kodak
+
So that means that I don't want to go back
+
Just know that I would like to stay here and hold that
+
Hand of yours, girl I'm a wreck in America
+
Your face is the best cause it's the same color as the lace on my neck
+
And you're golden, uh, your eyes open, f*ck it
+
Let's toast and listen to Michael Bolton
+
I free-fall off the hill again
+
Let's see where I land, I'm like Gilligan
+
Um, I trust you, Golden, for wed ring
+
I'm just hopin' that you don't turn my neck green
+
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English
She peels an orange for us in the morning
+
She woke me up to give me half
+
I can hear the children soccer ballin'
+
Like wildcats running on the grass, hey
+
You're a girl on this island
+
I'm a boy from America
+
My flight leaves tonight, but I don't think I'm going backwards
+
I won't be going backwards
+
You're my golden girl
+
You're the one I've chosen, girl
+
You're 24k
+
You make it bright when it's grey
+
You're my golden girl
+
The sun has been kind to you
+
You're 24k (girl)
+
But the sky's never grey (never grey)
+
Silent moments, meditative poses
+
You break my focus, you make me laugh
+
Two mopeds racing through the forest
+
Making dirt clouds on a path, on a path
+
I'm my best on this island
+
I'm a mess in America
+
My flight left last night, but I know I'm not going back home, yeah
+
I'm not going back home, no
+
You're my golden girl
+
You're the one I've chosen, girl
+
You're 24k
+
You make it bright when it's grey
+
You're my golden girl
+
The sun has been kind to you
+
You're 24k (girl)
+
But the sky's never grey (never grey)
+
If we build a house in paradise, will we get to heaven s'till?
+
(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes, breezes, breezes)
+
If we don't have to live through hell just to get to heaven
+
(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes, breezes, breezes, breezes)
+
I'mma stay right here, with you
+
(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes, breezes, breezes, breezes)
+
'Til the hurricane comes, "til the tsunami comes, I've found my gold
+
(Tropic, tropic, tropic, breezes)
+
You're my golden girl
+
You're the one I've chosen, girl
+
You're 24k
+
You make it bright when it's grey
+
You're my golden girl
+
The sun has been kind to you
+
You're 24k (girl)
+
But the sky's never grey (never grey)
+
Um, you're my G-O L-D E-N G-I R-L
+
And that's for the females that can't spell, but
+
Thanks for f*cking with me
+
You turn my dark into light, you're like a bucket of bleach
+
You see, I want you to know that
+
My negatives at home aren't working for my Kodak
+
So that means that I don't want to go back
+
Just know that I would like to stay here and hold that
+
Hand of yours, girl I'm a wreck in America
+
Your face is the best cause it's the same color as the lace on my neck
+
And you're golden, uh, your eyes open, f*ck it
+
Let's toast and listen to Michael Bolton
+
I free-fall off the hill again
+
Let's see where I land, I'm like Gilligan
+
Um, I trust you, Golden, for wed ring
+
I'm just hopin' that you don't turn my neck green
+
Writer: Christopher Breaux, Tyler Okonma, Pharrell Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Channel Orange (stylized as channel ORANGE) is the debut studio album by American R&B singer-songwriter Frank Ocean. It was released on July 10, 2012, by Def Jam Recordings.
After releasing his mixtape Nostalgia, Ultra the previous year, Ocean began writing new songs with Malay, a producer and songwriter who then assisted him with recording Channel Orange at EastWest Studios in Hollywood. Rather than rely on samples as he had with his mixtape, Ocean wanted to approach sound and song structure differently on the album.
Other producers who worked on the album included Om'Mas Keith and Pharrell Williams. Its recording also featured guest appearances from Odd Future rappers Earl Sweatshirt and Tyler, the Creator, vocalist/songwriter André 3000, and guitarist John Mayer.
Noted by writers as musically unconventional, Channel Orange draws on electro-funk, pop-soul, jazz-funk, and psychedelic styles, as well as nonmusical sounds such as film dialogue and ambient noise that function as interludes. Vocally, Ocean uses a free-form flow as well as alternating falsetto and tenor registers throughout the album.
His songwriting explores themes of unrequited love, decadence, social class, and drugs through the use of surrealistic imagery, conversational devices, and descriptive narratives depicting dark characters. He titled the album as a reference to the neurological phenomenon grapheme-color synesthesia, through which he had perceived the color orange during the summer he first fell in love.
To prevent Channel Orange from leaking onto the Internet, Ocean and Def Jam released the album digitally one week earlier than its publicly announced date.
It was promoted with five singles, including Ocean's highest charting single "Thinkin Bout You" (number 32 on the US Billboard Hot 100) and a supporting concert tour in July 2012. Channel Orange debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200 and sold 131,000 copies in its first week, eventually selling 621,000 copies in the US by September 2014.
Critically, it was the best-reviewed album of 2012 and the year's top-ranked album in numerous critics' lists, including the American Pazz & Jop and the British HMV Poll of Polls. At the 2013 Grammy Awards, Channel Orange was nominated for Album of the Year and won Best Urban Contemporary Album.
Since then, it has featured in several professional lists ranking the best albums from the 2010s as well as all time.
Performed by:
Frank OceanAfter releasing his mixtape Nostalgia, Ultra the previous year, Ocean began writing new songs with Malay, a producer and songwriter who then assisted him with recording Channel Orange at EastWest Studios in Hollywood. Rather than rely on samples as he had with his mixtape, Ocean wanted to approach sound and song structure differently on the album.
Other producers who worked on the album included Om'Mas Keith and Pharrell Williams. Its recording also featured guest appearances from Odd Future rappers Earl Sweatshirt and Tyler, the Creator, vocalist/songwriter André 3000, and guitarist John Mayer.
Noted by writers as musically unconventional, Channel Orange draws on electro-funk, pop-soul, jazz-funk, and psychedelic styles, as well as nonmusical sounds such as film dialogue and ambient noise that function as interludes. Vocally, Ocean uses a free-form flow as well as alternating falsetto and tenor registers throughout the album.
His songwriting explores themes of unrequited love, decadence, social class, and drugs through the use of surrealistic imagery, conversational devices, and descriptive narratives depicting dark characters. He titled the album as a reference to the neurological phenomenon grapheme-color synesthesia, through which he had perceived the color orange during the summer he first fell in love.
To prevent Channel Orange from leaking onto the Internet, Ocean and Def Jam released the album digitally one week earlier than its publicly announced date.
It was promoted with five singles, including Ocean's highest charting single "Thinkin Bout You" (number 32 on the US Billboard Hot 100) and a supporting concert tour in July 2012. Channel Orange debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200 and sold 131,000 copies in its first week, eventually selling 621,000 copies in the US by September 2014.
Critically, it was the best-reviewed album of 2012 and the year's top-ranked album in numerous critics' lists, including the American Pazz & Jop and the British HMV Poll of Polls. At the 2013 Grammy Awards, Channel Orange was nominated for Album of the Year and won Best Urban Contemporary Album.
Since then, it has featured in several professional lists ranking the best albums from the 2010s as well as all time.
Genre(s): Alternative R&B, progressive soul, neo soul
Producer(s): Frank Ocean, Jonathan Ikpeazu, Malay, Om'Mas Keith, Pharrell Williams, Shea Taylor, Tyler, the Creator
Length: 62:18
Released: July 10th, 2012
Year: 2012
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