Lyrics:
it, pound it, what good does it do
There's just no stoppin' the way I feel for you
Cause' every minute, every hour you'll be shaken
By the strength
free
Got the stars in my eyes
Just letting time fly
Damn it feels good just being me
Got that passion like I was a fruit
That girl looking at me she
these empty days and nights
Glued to the screen
Rerun by rerun
At the dark outer limits of my soul
Stranded between
The green acres of my good intentions
neighborhood
Nah, you ain't gotta roll with me
It's all good
I trust her, dog
Aw, nigga, shut up, nigga
I hear you, don't trip
Well, the party didn't
around me
Feel the ache inside
I'm calling you back to the
Starlit countryside
We're dancing barefoot in the green fields
Away from all these
the Bahamas (I need a holiday)
Out here in the green, blue, it's tropicana
He playing FIFA then he smoke some reefer
Feel like Camila in Havana (ooh na na na)
about ya
Fuck them bitches I spend some green about ya
Might cook up a cuisine about ya
Big black good...sex machine about ya
Focused like I'm Bean about
Aight check this out right
I go by the name of DJ Khaled
My nigga Birdman say yo Khaled man
Lets do something for the streets listen
Shh d-Boy in
many, oh
Look at them, woah
Colors, colors, colors, colors
There's like a million red, blue and green
And that's just three
Two heads are better than one
The night is young, my heart is light
I know you wanna hold me so, boy, don't fight
The night is young, you feel so right
Bailar al son del Bombo
Bailar al
Soma pills prescribed, sleep is my reprieve
Plastic smile parades. All good schools, all good charades
White Sheets lacerated in red, I'm about
rich at 50 and I will compensate myself by finding a beautiful young wife
I let you go in the early days as I knew I can't earn a good living until my
yours hell
Yea young nigga I know it (Main bitch)
My clique gon' fuck, she fuck you up
Yea nigga I know it (Sheesh!, sheesh)
Yo baby momma get fucked by
gotta stay clean
Going up, I wanna go to the moon, but I've been flexing by spreading my wings
I ain't getting high, but I've been getting by (By)
I
peace
You niggas all inside ya head I told 'em rest at ease
I can not live inside ya thoughts i'd never sign the lease
I know y'all blinded by the world
by on the big screen
The feeling gave me butterflies at 3:15 in the morning, oh I
I wanna hold you close and feel our hearts beat
You know you make me
I been on top of this shit for a while
Been out the mix still the talk of the town
East Tx Good Low I'm the heart of town
Shit get together when I
the team
Straight from the heart, I don't write these things
Girl I like you but I love my green
Stroke you down, feel it in your spleen
Make that pussy wet
right on the map
I swear to god I'll never change
I'll tell you one thing I've never been a Hooper
Body mfs on the court Like (Supa)
Throw up a shot feel
the ultimate goal
Suckers takin' up room on the microphone
I do not favor crowds, move over, stop stalkin' me
I feel like I'm drownin' and fans are just
no
That they are our good old days
We didn't know
Because I- I- I-
We were living in the good old days
We ain't even know
Would have wished that it
real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggas want to know why: why I fly by
But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like
Wait
You've got some lips that feel fake
Say
How do you get them to speak?
Say
It's been a couple of days
Wait
Eat your greens off the plate
meet me then
I swear this just the beginning, I'm only getting started
I'm taking off like a rocket I feel like James Harden
Knew they was fake all
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