Lyrics:
Christmas night
With all the family
The background played Frank Sinatra
A few weeks later you were gone
I hope that maybe somewhere
You're in another form
You've got me singing these songs
Frank Sinatra all day long
Walking on sidewalks at noon
Singing those tunes
I think they wrote them for you
Walking
Or a tune
By Frank Sinatra
'Cause when I'd imagine
All the endless possibilities for
Me to dive into alone
With no one there to
Share my future I thought
I
of lag, but Ima make it work
Ugh
Stay smooth like Frank Sinatra my styles hands on I’m like a doctor Be one with your universe
Till you feel it deep in your
Jackson five, give me one more chance
Ben E. King , stand by me
L'R&B moderno e la voce di Alicia Keys
Pronti o no? come Lauryn Hill e The Fugees
Passata la
Verse 1:
In the circle of life, we dance and we sway,
Love and death intertwined, in our hearts they play,
Like Frank Sinatra sang, let's live 'til
the weed for ya in my backpack
Imma be Frank Sinatra with ya like the Rat Pack
Ay man
two of the best!
Nature: I got the whole anchalota
The glamour and glitz
My name upon the walk of fame
Right behing Frank Sinatra it ain't na da
But
bullshit over
And over and over and when
I say that bullshit, what I’m saying is: we
Love Drake, Drake is great he’s a great
Artist but Frank Ocean is great
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
But I mix it up with soul and pour it through my talent
Life for me is like a Frank Sinatra big band ballad
You know, brim tilted, black n white,
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
with the lads on the highway
Blazin' one to Frank Sinatra, did it my way
I can't believe
We're getting paid for getting sideways
(Kiddies, please block
You know that time in your life
That single moment that defines exactly who you are
Well that only stings for a second
Go!
I ain't no Frank Sinatra
know ya
(until I know ya)
Yea huh
Let me hear the song that sync
I wonder what song she'll sing
Would it be your Frank Sinatra hit or maybe a tune by
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
gotta work with no breaks
So despite what I've said, nothing I am is a mistake
I've been translucent, now I can return opaque
Wondering
Wondering if I'm
a young Frank Sinatra
All my rhymes are catchy
Ten-thousand percent bearbrick speaking arabic
Cold as fuck, sitting high up, I'm on a chair-lift
Flip
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
candelabras
I done crashed the opera
cowabunga, doin “Somethin Stupid” like Frank Sinatra
The spotlight, gonna act like, a battery pack when I rippity-rap
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
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