Lyrics:
came
Is Miss Daaé's name
Miss Daaé has returned
I trust her midnight oil is well and truly burned?
Where precisely is she now?
I thought it best
tryna understand what Hannah did
Battling the shame 'cause the situation embarrassing
She's tryna fathom it betrayed by her own garrison
Meanwhile,
wordplay, when 16 ain't enough, exactly what life means to you
16 ain't enough
I know y'all gonna feel me on this one
You gotta feel me on this one
Huh,
And what is it, that we're meant to have wrote?
(Realizing his mistake)
Written !
ANDRE
"Do not fear for Miss Daae.
The Angel of Music has her under his
What else my doors kick off the hedges
Somebody just fill they Christmas list
Off me and the family
And damn I just miss them
Felt like I've been
the trauma {trauma}
And you come out with the fame {fame}
Fuckin on these bitches {bitches}
I don't even know her name {name}
It was hard to keep faith {faith}
to blame?) What his name?
(We know his name, his name is.)
Mister Booze, Mister Booze, Mister be , double O, Z, E,
Don't ever choose, any game you play with
a curve
Have her slidin' home, tellin' her friends just in the third
I'm sure ya done heard, who I'm doin' and what I'm doin'
What's false and what's true
Met a girl by the name of Miss Fortune
Her daddy was a very rich man
He told me, "Son, proceed with caution
If you wanna take my little girl's
needed a break going M.I.A
Missing in action or maybe Miami
On a speed boat with a bitch name Sammy
I roll up Grammies and think bout' a Grammy
High
her Nobu just to make her happy
Look, I spent fifty thousand when I
Flew Miami, met a sexy darlin'
Told me she from Cali'
Name Maria, she a fuckin'
and ain't no beef that I'm ducking my old bitch use to argue for nothing
So well connected that my plug use to front it
I use to bag it up at Sammy's fresh
a lil' more
Miss Donda, you see my mama, tell her I'm lost
You see, she'd always light a cigarette, we talk, I would cough
Exaggeratin' a lil' bit so
a little bit absolute vodka fo they homie Tasha,
Tell her to come closa,
So y'all three can give me a Sammy Sosa,
If I was mayor I would campaign ass,
she could run and tell her fav two
Trust me I see it comin' I can hit that shit like bathe ruth
Barry bonds, sammy sosa, aaron judge, just to name a few
dragged my name in the dirt (nope, oh, yeah, yeah)
All this work to be successful
When you abandon me 'cause of what you heard (yeah, oh, yeah, heard)
I
named Cognac, matta fact
I want to take her home, the reefer got me in the zone
Intentions to bone, we all alone, by ourself
This ain't a strip club,
a little bit absolute vodka fo they homie Tasha,
Tell her to come closa,
So why'all three can give me a Sammy Sosa,
If I was mayor I would campaign
how she
Says our last name anymore
The emphasis she puts on it
Like she's speaking in italics, "Veodrum"
"Row 57A, b" he doesn't look at her
And she
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
on grey goose, smokin on tha blunt
I fucks wit this broad she do what I want
I fuck her real slow, she like when I pump
I be on my block done, I do
him have a gyal, two a dem left
The gyal name-, her pum pum stress
Big and done out, some gyal cyaan' run out
Eediat gyal run in, when bad gyal come
getting worked by this girl named Cognac, matta fact
I want to take her home, the reefer got me in the zone
Intentions to bone, we all alone, by ourself
crazy in this world, you know what I'm sayin'
True ting, you ah talk, dawg (check it deep)
Yo, the crazy adventures of Miss Money Jane (crazy ting)
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