Lyrics:
Road to riches, paper chasing, getting famous
Fulfilling all of this greatness, just tryna make it
Maybe take you places, see you naked
What God created,
Economists and other high profile individuals to discuss global issues
Driven by the vision of its influential CEO Klaus Schwab
The WEF is the main driving
it's getting naked
5 percent shades on my face I look famous
Spliff on my right ear I been faded
Lit on a Tuesday you'd think Drake came in
Ahh
Whole
Glasshouse, I reside by the library
Yves Saint Laurent frames, sipping Ciroc berry
Burning the big dutch, sweet feet up
Long ashes, hanging off
Raised by the internet
Life: money, cars, clothes, hoes incorrect
Yeah, eyes closed, intellect
My generation never die, it's a bet
Raised by
the wall of lies
While her sins passed me by
She leaves me
Naked with my tears dry
Colorless smile lady please don't run
Colorless smile lady feel the sun
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Wendy Williams
So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
Let's go
the bitches
Now a queen's a queen and a stunt is a stunt
You can tell who's who by the things they want
Most chicks want minks
Diamonds, a Benz
Spend up all
I guess)
(Oh, oh!) The magic of the moment snuck up on me
And caught me by surprise (Oh!)
And caught me by surprise (Oh!)
And caught me by
you this whole time
I mean, I needed you this whole time
Huh, you fronted on what I wanted
I guess I wasn't famous enough
You was half-ass with it
ass naked here straight jump
Bitch say how high and flag down a car when the shit drive by
I'm a pimp like pretty tone i got the info on the pretty
This is the story of Olive
When Olive was little, she just liked to swim
Explore the shades of blue and green
Down by the bottom, where the sunlight
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
Not playing by the books yeah
I'm counting this money these hundreds
I'm leaving em' shook yeah
Don't act like the hero
But they're treating me like
I'm
Getting these cheques
Drip you down that's the flex
And when we outside
You know I got you feeling the best
And when the suns out,
Your
(I been up since you came by)
You prefer me druggy and naked
Let's smoke weed, show me your faces
The shapes is shaping, the shrooms kicked in
Now
singing Portuguese lines
Dancing naked in her bare feet
Sit by the victorian window
Welcome to San Francisco
San Francisco’s Cold
The city collides with
Are you doin' this work to facilitate growth or to become famous?
Which is more important?
Getting or letting go?
(You can do anything, anything
the sheets
Stay in bed with you
Til the sun come
Til the sun come
Stay in bed
Stay in the bed
Don't ever leave
Stay in bed with you
Til the sun come
Til
breathe
Just an echo in the night
Hear them weep, hear them cry
Oh I can't get rest from the rain
Naked and swollen, I won't get red in the sun
Even
NAKED ON THE INSIDE
by Gordon Pogoda & Peter Roberts
Once — I looked through the sun
I swear I could see
The colors of the world before me
I, I
alphabet city
She likes to party in the backseat, under the bridge on the Brooklyn side
Smoking cigarettes in the afterglow, taking bets till the sun
alphabet city
She likes to party in the backseat, under the bridge on the Brooklyn side
Smoking cigarettes in the afterglow, taking bets till the sun
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