Lyrics:
we call him rat man
I'm like Frank Sinatra with the jazz hands
Ugly ass boy with his "bruvahs" that sleep in a trash can
This is the cheesiest shit
Frank Sinatra miscellaneous
I Wish I Didn't Love You So
I wish I didn't love you so
My love for you should have faded long ago
I wish I didn't need
a mess ..
Move like a mobster, bout Franks Stacks Sinatra
I gotta get to this bread.. don't hit bout nada unless its bout guala
Make one phone call n he
guess more is less
Keep my head up high, this quarantine it felt like house arrest
Living in the city hearing shots sound like the Wild West
Looking for
Frank Sinatra with that Frank Ocean
This is like Beethoven meets Zaytoven
From Castalia, to Byhalia, to Australia
We gon' pave the way for failures
Mane
But I feel like the Haitian Frank Sinatra, in his young years
New York, on my way to Kennedy airport
L.A., I was told wear colors wherever you walk
all bueno, musical mafia like Frank Sinatra
Pop a thirteen shot glock to make you Go See the Doctor
Ain't nuttin nice
From hood to hood, love
I was wondering if I could feature on it?"
Man, stop
I'mma be more popular than my star Frank Sinatra
Not like Logic he would call himself that up
Frank Sinatra
Or Bon Jovi's partner Barbosa the barber word czar
Let's spar with Cesar if you thinking you can harm me that is a sheer farce
My heart is
love me baby (this shit hot)
Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you nothin' but choked (uh-huh)
And that jealousy is only gon' leave you broke (uh-huh
I pray to the saints and all the martyrs
For the secret life of Frank Sinatra
But none of these things have come to pass
In America the law is
hoe's to leave me alone
Telling me they love me
Keep texting my phone
But all I love is money
Call up tyrome
All I Really Know About Is Ben Frank
Raw
The Syndicate of Sound is playing
At the Free Frank Frenzy
Me and Mitchell
Drinking ourselves into gin oblivion
Hold onto this, hold onto that
some bullets that so round
50 took a look at it and told me to slow down
Petey you need me nigga just holla and I got ya
Throw on some frank sinatra
Tell me why I ain't seeing you today
All you ever do is walk away
I'm giving you my all my dear
But do you even hear, no
Just the other day I called
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
Yo, this is Nas with my Man DJ Clue
The Professional part two
Puttin' it down for you fake ass DJ's and shit like that
Straight outta Q.B.
arrangement creating an engagement
Tapping toe cocktail party
Frank Sinatra's already starting
Cat's singing to the moon
Rat's smoking, consuming booze
Now
levels above you baby
Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me baby
Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you nothin' but choked
And that jealousy is only gonna
Money on my mind
Stredná škola žiadne love
Z Brna bol moj plug
Milión čísiel v telefóne
Kilo v koši na prádlo
Feelin ako Frank Lucas
Hranice v piči
on beats
I love when its dark and we up in the studio
We turning up and then now is a rodeo
Don't call me up if you hear this on radio
Let's party at Pendle
the scent of copper
Feel like a gangsta Frank Sinatra
They trap
But they teeny boppers
They got more bread
Then Sean o Connor
I rap
About peace
2: Alucard (Rapped 16 Bar’s):
I hear Frank Sinatra say I ought to go my way,
They sellout like Byway, and Freaky Friday’s!
High as skyscrapers わたし わないえ
but I'm a 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
.jpg/228px-Frank_Sinatra_(1957_studio_portrait_close-up).jpg "Frank Sinatra")
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