Intro lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Back when rappers was really rappers
Pass the herbs, pass the herbs
Pass the herbs, pass the herbs
Pass the herbs, pass the herbs
Pass the herbs, pass the herbs
It's been a minute since they seen a style with no gimmicks
Clouds'll stay limits cuz we in em'
Eyes low, squinting, more Ls but we winning
Acting like it's hard to find women when I'm in these hard to find linens
Remember those days it was hard to find a living
But now we got ends and it's only the beginning
Big pimpin', foolin' dimes rob em' for their innocence
Cake like Entenmann's, flow sweet like cinnamon
He a child but they treat him like the bigger man
Cuz when the pen in his hand they big him up like he Jigga Man
Know you see em' in the mirror fam
The ones who say you ain't hot be your biggest fan, like nigga damn
Before he got popular he been the man
With yo' chick, in the can, rollin' through an instant gram
Got a whiff a' grands now everybody say they distant fam
Know the haters still jelly but fuck it though, it's the jam... man
Flow-ers lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Now, if I ain't know no better, I coulda been sucked right up into the setup
But I kept my head up, and every time I failed I would get up
See I ain't need no nines and Berettas
I kill with the lines and the letters, with the verbs and the nouns
Just a kid tryna get his sound heard around
Jump into cyphers, and keep the old timers, astounded
They said he was the best in his surroundings 'cause everyone around him would drown him
In the fair one, no one son could pound him
With the lyrics, you pray you hear it, they said his bad hood couldn't match his good spirit
And one day his mom and dad, will be cheering
To his Grammy nomination and proclamation
To his world domination, inauguration into greatness
From making rations to caking
2 AM he be up like addict he's an addict alarm clock pop he back at it
Barely got any sleep, but, he gotta eat
'Cause ain't shit cheap and his soul is torned out of feet
He got dreams, but don't plan on sleeping until he reach 'em
Until you all feast him, paying houses where you sleep in
Until his album ready and his fans get it leaking just for sneak peaks and
Until then, his home is the booth
He spittin' to the plaque it's poofed off his tooth
Like Hocus Pocus
Or word he's too focused
You should quote it
His goal is the denial that he wrote it
Flowin' like oceans and menstruals
Ink from the pen, lies within my credentials
They told me that I could be mental
But mamma always said that I was special
Haters tell me I should stop
My enemies tryin' see me in the box
So the streets tell me to cop a Glock and pop it
But something down deep tells me I'm the next prophet
Like the new Muhammad or the new Marcus Garvey
Or probably, it makes sense why I'm so heavily guarded
Wait, no, please restart it
I'm heavenly guarded, it's the golden child and for a while
God been looking down with a smile
Watchin' me prosper
Attackin' with the raps and then conquer
The junior Frank Sinatra, rapping out the Opera
You should spectate in the booth with a suit and binoculars
Like nigga it's a honor, it's motherfuckin' honor
Catharsis lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Vigorous, the illest realest lyricist
I'm sick like syphilis
Got a certificate for killing shit
And any innocent who witnesses the fucking incident
Got a team of militants
Punch lines, crunch ligaments
This is Mr. Bada$$, the young villain
Hide the children and hide the women
There's no slides when you're caught slippin' so be cautious
A homie keeps a gorgeous twelve gauge
So if you run your mouth, your jaw gone
The double entendre, monster
Niggas thank me, say I'm number one in the rankings
I tell 'em it's an honor
'Cause these niggas faking and they nada
Fuckin' stupid Malagas, part of the Espana
I sip on Coladas and feel your chick tatas
'Til I bust like piñatas
Only true Shotta, come kill 'em with the Patois
Same time, met the gal, and up for dagga, that's word to Spragga
I'm a young Wayne, I'm going insane, Liu Kang
Super Saiyan whenever the loops be playing
Only be a kid, but yo, see if the youth's playin'
When the doobs flamed, I get enlightened 'til I be in Zeus' lane
Find that quite amusing, I bone her like museum
Sit back, relax, and watch her bring it back, Boomerang
Now bring that back like poo stains in your new jeans
No need to be too ashamed
If you didn't get that the first time like new names
In my city, I be Bruce Wayne
Yup, 'cause when I get put on
I got them like new J's
He say, she say, who say that I'm not the next young Lupe
The one-handed shit you got to say, to you, touche
I'm the type to pull a dyke and only hit it on Tuesday
You the chump that when I come, it feel like it be Doomsday
'Cause the flow is Apocalypse
You say them niggas ill
But they still ain't even shocking us
Yo, who the fuck is stopping us?
A bunch of nice niggas with aim like who blocking us?
BK where we stay, but you can still see the Pac in us
Oh, no disrespect to Diddy
Don't mean to be saditty
But I plan to conquer my city like yo, it's no Biggie
No really, it's no biggy and 50 can't bother
In a few years I plan to outshine Mr. Shawn Carter
Look at the war I done started
Notice the cartharsis revealed by the appeal of this young artist
Indubitable lyrics - Joey Bada$$
I'm indubitable, spitting pharmaceuticals
All I do is win, ties are simply unsuitable
Bitches on my cuticles, I changed the game like oodables?
The Davey Jones of rap is back, the bodies in my cubicle
Ever since a toddler, I had them call me father
Since ye' high, I got booty like prostate doctor
Mom want me be doctor, I be rhymin' like pasta
Eat them like they pasta, headed straight up, posture
Niggas can never knock the, hustling
Bitches on my balls, never fumbling
Nigga in fact they be doubling
But the hunnies get the smothering, never loving them
I never sleep, Got the heavy bags, struggling
They run from him when he approach, they call him the hero
All he need is thee cloak, 'cause murder what he wrote
And fuck guns, don't need those
Everything is done to the Max, no Keeble
Circle tighter than Speedo, I'm the Don like Cheadle
I'm flyer than eagle, I get the cheeks like pillows
Uh, I swear niggas they bout it, they ''bout shit
You'd be in good shape if ran like your mouth did
Ya'll lower than mouse shit, I'm higher than mountains
Keep false announcing, have you running like fountain
They ain't amounting to the money I'm counting
In a few year my accountants need accountants
Uh, everything y'all do is counters to me
Stupid nigga kinda seem you were counting on me
But I, bet you ain't trying to encounter with me
Nuh uh, I'm piranha, you some flounder to me
And the word on the grapevine, I'm going up great heights
Joey got enough line to capture a great white
I get more shine than late night, I'm beast who ain't ate right
Back up on my mojo, I'll show you what apes like
Nigga it's JoJo, they on my pogo, no homo
I ride the beat like the man on my polo
Ya'll some bozos, I'm underage, but pour more though
That Roso got me moving slow-mo
I'm taking photos with your ho-ho
Chris Cringlely gifted, I'm ill with the writtens
Got my finger to the world, fuck it a fist then
Sit back and look at what you been missin', nigga
oG killuminati lyrics - Joey Bada$$ (feat. Capital STEEZ)
Yes, Strawberries!
I'm a beast with these flows
Two birds, one stone, you get geese'd when trees rolled
They say I'm evil 'cause I trained my ego to see gold
'Cause he know, seagulls couldn't see these goals, please
It's the return of the beast coast
No cash flashed, but the cheese still make teeth show
Incognito, is how you move on the strip
What you tryna be Vito? Well there's rules to this shit
Don't get clapped, ya'll ain't real spitters, ya'll lips chapped
Better watch it, Mr. Nicewatch, don't risk that
I got a 6 pack of bare skill that I spill like that
And everybody know (That shit crack!)
Ya'll niggas softspoken, down below choking
The type to drop the soap when you soakin' in front of most men
There's makes sense why you want beef, well this frozen
It's nuts for you screwed in the tool, and can't hold em
Better shoot yourself Plaxico, because I'm next to go
The Progressive flows from New York to New Mexico
My lyrical span is what the fans is demandin'
Step into my box and that's exactly what you stand in
Ain't no half steppin' around me
And you gotta drown a fish before you clown me
The young cop killer, I'm that ill, so doc' will ya
Give me two shots for 2Pac killer....nigga
Pantie Raid lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Now age ain't nothing but a digit
So baby if you're with it, we can kick it
And get lifted off the Sour and the piff
And start whispering, and start kissing
Your red bottoms knocking on my Pippens
Tell me if you dig it, so we can get a dick in
Life, she be bitching, so get it while you live it
And stop fronting, you need to quit it
I swear I'mma hit it, I just need you to pitch it
So hollar if you're with it
She tried to play me, she said that i'm only a baby
She said she gets crazy, it'll probably amaze me
She said that she too much, she don't think that I'm enough
I got a smooth style, but she like to do it rough
She caught me slippin', I wasn't trippin'
Cause it ain't a joke how I be ripping up the kitten
I told her listen, Lord knows that I'm a good Christian
But we can do it in the tub or we can do it in the kitchen
She started gigglin', She thinks I'm kiddin'
I was on a mission, blowing double o's, always get the women
I know she peep the fits, I told her read my lips
Said we can do it like that or like this
Cut the light switch
Close your eyes, let the music intervene
We can play some Marvin Gaye or a little Al Green
We can listen to some Prince while I kiss up on your lips
Or get right with Betty Wright, turn it up, that's my shit
[Sylvia Robinson:]
And now, it's time, baby
I'm going to take them off
Did you hear what I said?
I'm going to take them all off
This one is a pantie dropper, this shit is a pantie dropper
This when her pantie dropping, this shit is a pantie dropper
This one is a pantie dropper, this shit is a pantie dropper
This shit is a pantie dropper, this one is a pantie dropper
This shit be pantie dropping, this one is a pantie dropper
This shit is a pantie dropper, this one is a pantie dropper
Pussy is the greatest invention of the man upstairs
Now you can see him in heaven putting it together
You know the nigga was up there "Jesus, I got somn'
Nigga wait till you see it"
That Gushy lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Now you already know why I'm here girl
Come here girl, let me lick up on your ear girl
You say you got a man, well I don't care girl
Cause I'm right here, he way over there girl
You ain't even got to do shit
Two minutes, and already spot your juices
And that's just how I do this
Sex game stupid, she thought that I was cupid
And don't you fight it, I know you know you like it
Cause when the light flick, I creep inside your private
Talk, Victoria's Secret
She see the polo draws, she start to debriefing
She say she want the treatment right
I kiss up on her neck and hold the cleavage tight
Till it's evening time, we been at it all day
If your ex's ain't do it as good, they all gay
You can hit me always, I be free and all day
Treat that cookie like a rookie, I just want more play
Who taught you? I know it ain't Yeezy
Ain't trying to say you sleazy but this was too easy
He a mogul and I'm a local, but in the bed I really go loco
Let's take a photo, put it in slo-mo
And come get up on this poco
Just give it to me
I want ya, I need ya (I'm sayin girl)
Just give it to me
I want ya, I need ya (Aye c'mere girl)
Just give it to me
I want ya, I need ya
Just give it to me
Give me that funk, that gushy stuff
Give me that funk, that gush
Round 2, say the word if you can't take it
And I understand you into breaking
But no can do
Hey I 4x2, now come blow my flute
You know you look so cute, when you down there
Little to the right, yea around there
Perfect, I'm glad we past flirting
Before you wasn't certain when I was lifting up your skirt and
But now you squirting, at the same time I'm bursting
You look good on twitter but even better in person
I wanna take the time out to say that it was worth it
Your trip from NYC to out here in Burston, I mean Boston
I'm a MAC like your lip gloss is
Girl you so fine I wonder what the cost is
A Dime [?] I'd give that ass a Milli
Coochie got the power, neutrons on my jimmy
Know you thought I was a kiddy and know that I wouldn't last
You'd thought it be a quickie, you probably even laughed, well
I bet you regret that you said it
I can tell I'm the bestest by how wet your bed is
She told me "Shut Up" and just let it ride
I'm like girl that shit fat how much you let it slide?
She sighed and replied "It was only like 5"
I'm like "Fuck it, girl just close your eyes" and
Just give it to me
I want ya, I need ya (I'm sayin girl)
Just give it to me
I want ya, I need ya (Aye c'mere girl)
Just give it to me
I want ya, I need ya
Just give it to me
Fantom lyrics - Joey Bada$$
The force will be with you always
Yo, Nicki can't even rap
You could catch me on the Kawasaki, evadin' paparazzi
I was spotted with a hotty, gettin' blumpkin in a porter-potty
Feelin' like the man, but nose still snotty
And she knows I got hoes, but still want me to body (the kitty)
I'm not kiddin', nor am I lyin'
Should've known I'd be achieving 'til I'm dyin'
You know I'm not buyin' shit, keep supplyin' dick
Quit all that cryin' shit, and stop denyin' it
She like, "I usually don't do this"
I said, "You're foolish, I heard you did it to like half of the students"
I checked her quick, I threw her down, she intercepted it
And I ejected it, she swallowed and digested it. I jetted quick
No time for a marriage, baby in a carriage
I'm all about my cabbage, something like a rabbit
I'm trying to feed my ear a few carats but they ain't tryin' have it
They rather, see me die before they see me fly
With diamond supply fly and the jeans blue dye
That's over heads like rainbows
We ain't no hoes, you dodo birds, 4-0 verbs, you porno nerds
I got my own religion so fuck what your pastor sayin'
Hard shit up in your hands like you're masturbating
It's the pre-ejaculation squad, we be raping ya'll, duct-taping then taping ya'll
Just for evidence, send it to your residence
A bunch of fucking rebelists who never learned they etiquette
Bitch
Silent Night lyrics - Joey Bada$$
The force will be with you....always
She left and broke my heart like twice
(Twice twice twice twice)
Now everything is dark and it's fucking up my life
(Life life life)
And I just wanna make it right
(Right right right)
But I won't make it through the night
(Night night night)
'Cause suicide is painless, so I'm about to aim this
Weapon of steel right to my brain and just bang it
32 in the clip but one is in the chamber
Click clack, hope it freeze me from my anger
If you don't plan on staying, I'm saying
I'm better off just laying
Six feet deep underneath the fucking pavement
At least you work the grave-shift for treating me like ape shit
I even wrote you love songs but money's was your language
Just look at all the damage that you did
Chuckin' up the deuces to the suicidal vital motherfucking nuisance
I knew it, and now I'm about to lose it
Blood splatter on the wall recognize what you did
She left and broke my heart like twice
(Twice twice twice twice)
Now everything is dark and it's fucking up my life
(Life life life)
And I just wanna make it right
(Right right right)
But I won't make it through the night
(Night night night)
I mean I just don't understand
Thought I was the better man
And we had a fucking plan just to make it all work out
Turned out, you not the one for me and it wasn't meant to be
But I still can't see, need to face reality
'Cause you're everything I wanted, a goddess
I said that on your behalf just trying to be modest
To be honest, but if I can't have you nobody can
Let me see you with another man and it's done for him
Call me fucking crazy but baby
How you gon' play me? I mean, have you seen me lately?
Went from elated to a Swayze, ghostin'
Taking my life the only escape from your potion
She left and broke my heart like twice
(Twice twice twice twice)
Now everything is dark and it's fucking up my life
(Life life life)
And I just wanna make it right
(Right right right)
But I won't make it through the night
(Night night night)
'Cause homicide is painful, bitch you should be thankful
I turned that fucking anal licking nigga into an angel
Fuck you mad at me for? Because I put the C4 in the car
And blew that motherfucker up, swerving off the Detour
Well hee haw, boo hoo; now it's just we two
What you propose that we do?
(You hate me bitch?) Well me too
You turned me to a reject, dejected
But that presidential keeps me free stressing, I should be elected
I bet I'll win but I'm lost without you
Me minus her wonder what I'd amount to
Perhaps the suicidal bridal nigga I am currently
She ain't with my loving, she just only wanted currency
She left and broke my heart like twice
(Twice twice twice twice)
Now everything is dark and it's fucking up my life
(Life life life)
And I just wanna make it right
(Right right right)
But I won't make it through the night
(Night night night)
Oh, Deer (Beddar Daze) lyrics - Joey Bada$$
I see you sitting on the top, in your better phase
Say, how it feel it feel to be the best and the most paid?
How it feel to be the most praised?
Known to blow the most Haze
Known to have chicks who go both ways and still down to blow J
Remember from rags to riches, being mad ambitious
Screaming "Fuck love" 'cause you was always mad at bitches
When getting money was the fucking motto
From the place they put potatoes on their nozzles just to silence hollows
Shit, you probably went passed that, probably still chiefing blunts
As a matter of fact, you probably don't even pass that
You probably in the back of a black 'bach, splitting down the dutch
With a dime chick in the tail flap, but her head is up
I see where the hoes at, but where the bros at?
Call [?] and Powers, hey, where's your iPhone 44 at?
Or did you end up like most cats who split a lot of cheese together?
The more cheddar, the more better, ya'll won't be friends forever
And I know it's probably killing you softly, pardon me
Thinking you can handle all of your problems costly
No matter what the cost be, you're quick to try and buy it off
Everything is win-win, you know you can't afford a loss
But blowing up was always the main dream
So I can't get mad if you're flowing in the mainstream
But you knew from now that it'll be this hard
Shit, you learned to trick broads when your dick got hard
And if you can do that, ain't shit should be stopping you
Anything is possible and any obstacle should be hoppable
And now you living where it's tropical, you got the most shade
A letter to my future, sincerely, your broke days
Motherfuck them broke days
Most praise to the motherfucking most paid
Motherfucker
DSL (Da Special List) lyrics - Joey Bada$$
(Damn, UH! I make the whole place warm then)
(Damn, UH! I make the whole place warm then) I make the whole place
(Damn, UH! I make the whole place warm then) I make the whole place
(Hit you with some shit that make you niggas look deformed, now) Yeah
(Damn, UH! I make the whole place warm then) Bust, bust one time
(Damn, UH! I make the whole place warm then) Bust, bust two time
(Hit you with some shit that make you niggas look deformed, now) Check
Puffing on that eucalyptus
You can lift this dick in between your lipstick
If your eyes ain't low like Ralph Lipschitz, you dipshits
Even the polices want me 'cause I rip shit
Puffing that piff shit, blow out five Os like the Olympics
Evadin' on a RipStik yellin' "Eat my dust"
When cars for breakfast and lunch don't get ate 'til dusk
I spit it hotter than the days it don't get dusk 'til eight
And when you born in a maze, you learn to duck those strays
I know gang homies who wait around to buck those Tres
But me, I chose to skate around, ya know, bust those tres
They get bucks, get paid, they get butt, get laid
Niggas who ball and shine hard, they get cut, catch fades
You see, I was one of those kids who stayed up passed late
So when it's time for school, I got up but still passed, great
Get passed—I forgot my line
I do it nonchalant, spit it through the wire like I'm Chaka Khan
I been killing 'em, your bitch been feeling 'em
Ya'll can't be serious like films Ben Stiller in
Nobody iller than him at the top of his adrenaline
Flow sweet like cinnamon, name a chick that I ain't swimming in
Uh, got flow for days, I'm sure to get paid if
They hate the price on son's life, it's sure to get raised
But there's no break when I got you pinned in
Said it uno, dos, tres then fin, I let him swim with like
Mad fishes, In the cut like mad stitches
I know you mad bitches mad how my style switches
So, frequently be freaking MCs with these frequencies
These freaking trees got me soaring over freaking seas
Too many freaking Gs claim they make that deus pop
Please, the only thing you ever squeeze was your juicebox nigga
And you know it, 'cause real Gs don't have to show it
Got your head in the clouds, big homie gotta get you focused
But know, it's all a part of the business, don't take it personal
It must be hurting you to know I could be merkin' you
At will, whenever I feel, this shit get realer
Foe squealers give the beats out to the nigga Dilla
I shine like crystals, never held a pistol
Never packed a tool, but that don't mean that I won't fix you
Who is you? I don't give a F, I do it effortless
Tell your messengers, they can get opened like beverages
Da fuckin' specialist
I bet all you mother fuckers gonna remember this, yeah
Update lyrics - Joey Bada$$
The force will be with you, always
We should go out on a date, on a date, on a date, on a (date)
I'll pick you up around 8, around 8 around 8, around (eight)
She said that's great. That's great, that's great
Just don't be late. Just don't be (late)
It was love at the profile pic
We was Facebook flirting, never even met her in person
But it seem like we was soulmates on the phone late
She my one and only, be there when I be lonely
Whenever she get horny, she would call me
But we speak in code cause her pop dukes be nosy
Tap in to the line like, "Nigga who you trying to wife?"
"I heard you was a rapper, but I don't see no lime light"
"But look I got these iron sights, used to be in the army"
"So don't you be retarded and make yourself a target"
"That's my word mark it, and if you ever think about sex
I want you to keep in my mind that my name is Mr. Marcus"
"So, we will see who gets fucked, nigga"
Trying to run up out the door, I'm at the door like "Hey, what's up, nigga?"
"You out of luck nigga, choppa in my trunk nigga"
If you feel a way, then tell your pops I said, "What's up, nigga?"
We should go out on a date, on a date, on a date, on a (date)
I'll pick you up around 8, around 8 around 8, around (eight)
She said that's great. That's great, that's great
Just don't be late. Just don't be (late)
Oh, and by the way, I like a well done souffle
Sit up under the stars, nice view of the lake
And we can get baked. I bring the cake, you bring the 8th
It's no backing down, it's 8 doobies to the face
Fuck that, and if you act right, I might let you fuck that
Grab up on my buttocks and whatnot
So you better be in order nigga
Don't forget the product from them corner niggas
We should go out on a date, on a date, on a date, on a (date)
I'll pick you up around 8, around 8 around 8, around (eight)
She said that's great. That's great, that's great
Just don't be late. Just don't be (late)
I got what you want, I got what you need
I got that fire, I got the trees
Now let's get higher, let's be at peace
With the 7 seas, birds and the bees
Said I'm down for whatever you down for
We can catch a flick or do it quick on the down low
I can go down slow, you can go up in
When I'm in my zone I ain't stopping for nothing
Said, I ain't stopping for nothing
When I'm in my zone I ain't stopping for nothing
When I'm in my zone I ain't stopping for nothing
Said, when I'm in my zone, I ain't stopping for nothing
I got what you want
I got what you need
I got that fire
I got the trees
I got what you want, I got what you want
I got what you need, I got what you need
Said I got that fire, I got the trees
Now let's get higher, birds and the bees
Birds and the bees
Birds and the bees
Birds and the bees
Birds and the bees
I got what you need
Let's get higher
Birds and the bees
I got what you need
Let's get higher
Birds and the bees
We should go out on a date, on a date, on a date, on a (date)
I'll pick you up around 8, around 8 around 8, around (eight)
She said that's great. That's great, that's great
Just don't be late. Just don't be (late)
Little Rachel lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh
I swear this shit ain't right
Uh-uh, uh, uh
I don't even know you and I hate you
All I know is that my moms used to date you
I hate the motherfucking God that fucking made you
I take that back, sorry Lord but fuck him I'm thankful
Think about it, I could've been your little angel
Tuck me in at nights and help me with my times tables
And read me fables, I swear this shit is painful
I hope you in jail, niggas ripping up your anal
That's little Rachel, 5'4", eyes hazel
She the type to sell sex for them labels
She so confused, niggas zipping down her pants
She like "What to do?"
She won't refuse, 'cause she don't want them blacks and blues
On her eyes, for they have seen so many lies
So many times, and cried so many cries
She got dreams, wanna be seen on the movie screen
Live out in Hollywood, and act like it's probably good
And she probably could, she probably would
But she stuck in the hood
Mama's on crack, jobs ain't calling her back
She fading away into the black
Into the darkness, her baby brother half retarded
And the land-lord want them out of the apartment
By April, and it's like April
She don't deserve this, she's sweeter than maple
Since the cradle, she wanna leave
You see she can but she's just not able
That's little Rachel
That's little Rachel
That's little Rachel
This Feelin' lyrics - Joey Bada$$
Never used to like waking up in the morning
Because I always thought school was boring
But now that seemed to all change
And now that feels a little strange that you
You be on my mind constantly
And baby I will marry you, honestly
If I didn't have a ring on this lyric
Music got my heart, but baby you can have my spirit
Girl, hear it, here it goes, here it is
We should get away and have a hundred kids
I want to introduce you to my mom
We double like seven and James, that's how we bond
Together, fly together, ride together
Let's be together for good and better
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
This feeling that I'm feeling (is love)
This feeling that I'm feeling (is drugs)
This feeling that I'm feeling ('cause I'm addicted)
You got me lifted
This feeling that I'm feeling (is love)
This feeling that I'm feeling (is drugs)
This feeling that I'm feeling (''cause I'm addicted)
You got me lifted
Uh, I can't exactly explain it
This feeling inside is painted
Day by day my love is gaining
I spun a bottle and now it's you it's aiming
Like can't you see, girl?
We deep in love, like can't you see world?
Yeah, yeah
Ain't nothing gonna break us apart
Even if it do, you still got that place in my heart
You make a nigga feel special and shit
Take away all my pain, I feel mellow and shit
I swear you got that touch, swear they ain't stopping us
Swear there ain't nothing above, girl, give me some love
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This feeling that I'm feeling (is love)
This feeling that I'm feeling (is drugs)
This feeling that I'm feeling ('cause I'm addicted)
You got me lifted
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