Lyrics:
I'm laying on the couch
Taking pictures of myself
I'm not that pretty but I'm not bad
I'm breathing in disguise
I don't wanna go outside i love
the frame just gotta take the pictures
Can we
Link up
Can we
Link up
Can we
Link up
You say I'm so pretty so pretty
So don't act shy when I tell u to get me
I
I can see you for your beauty baby don't pull no disguise
No make up pretty face she picture perfect in my eyes
Yeah she a rolling stone she get
picture me and you together This is a love letter, hope you keep it and
remember That I got you down no one will ever love you better,
Gotta run it back,
to dinner)
We sittin' in the booth by the window (by the window, yeah)
A couple chicks ask for pictures (ask for pictures)
She secure with her shit, she
Sometimes in life you feel the fight is over
And it seems as though the writings on the wall
Superstar, you finally made it
But once your picture
Sometimes in life you feel the fight is over
And it seems as though the writings on the wall
Superstar, you finally made it
But once your picture
Oh God it's Major League
My love lasts long like a picture
I listen to your words like a scripture
I know your heart's taken by the mister
But you
me in blood
This is what you came for, now you can relax
I watch you die by a fucking heart attack
Suffocate your breathing now you're pretty lazy
I
of me
It's hard to recognize you
Faces and body parts went by and I got it
You're the picture of me
I don't want to blink
It sounds like a backbone
And your only meaning.
You must think that all I do
Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you.
You can fall when I will climb,
But I'll be falling
And your only meaning.
You must think that all I do
Is spend my time making pretty pictures of you.
You can fall when I will climb,
But I'll be falling
You seeing things that ain't man you hallucinating
The devil is tryna lie to you he painting the picture pretty
Why you wasting your time go win some
the clouds
clouds
clouds
Not a sound
Sound
Sound
Sound
The pretty clouds
Always flying by
If I'm sitting there
Long enough
I might as well
Say goodbye
Pictures
coming down
Trapped by your stolen bricks and we've all gathered 'round
You're painting pictures - you're painting pretty pictures now
Without your stolen
known we was still pretty young too
No picture’s perfect from the one that I drew
I hope this rain gets dried up by the sun too
It always comes around
Pretty blonde hair cause I'm Kartier
There aint no need to compare to me
Cause bitch I'll always be prettier
He want a picture with Kartier
He wanna be
pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that sh- was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back
Just to chat, truly yours, your
compare
To the girl sittin' by my side
Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you're huggin' with your baby
In the last row
Give me pictures and drinks
Give me pictures on poles
Give me pictures who smoke
And some pictures who prose
I want all the pretty pictures
If I'll get
a mark on your pretty little neck
It’s kinda funny how all of that seems like a whole different lifetime
Can’t picture her hair when it wasn’t so bright
Once upon a time in this ionosphere city
Baby, you can see the picture on page twenty-five
Maybe it's the way that makes the destination pretty
I saw your picture in the paper Sunday mornin'
Lord, you sure looked pretty in your gown
The smile you were wearing, was the one I remember
And your
let me stand by your side
Baby, don't get so frustrated
Baby, don't get so frustrated (This is more than pretty picture poses)
You're not perfect
But
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