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Frank Ocean: You sayin, bitch I'm paid That's all I gotta say, I'm like, who knew, who knew, who knew? That after all the years, I'll make a Weezy fan out of you too, you too, you too When I met you, you ..... you too, you too, you too When you met me, I was 36, pimp c, bun b, 8 ball and MJG yeaah and we're both a long way from home. Got the windows down, radio's on. oh well, I wrote a letter to the sky, saying maybe one day you'll get to kiss me, kiss me, kiss me My girl found it in the car, said baby why you tryna diss me, diss me, diss me. Cause you know you're my babe. You know you're my baby, ooooOOO I'm not just in it for the ride I'm in it for the ride, yeah, yeah, oooohhhhhaaaaahh yeah, yeah, oooohhhhhaaaaahh yeah, yeah, oooohhhhh yeah, yeah, oooohhhhhaaaaahh Supanatra: Look, yo Ain't no doubt about her Mami's a rider, riding shotgun, with the shotgun, Blowing shotgun's out of ez widers and, When a nigger in route, she gain all my clout by, takin that Waka out and puttin in Jay's 'Reasonable Doubt' And after we play that out She put my money, a millionaire won it and Pharell and J. Cole's album, no fronting , hold on You think you special, you ain't gonna play no Esco She like, I was gonna play Pink Floyd, it ain't heavy metal I'm like, that's cool, I fuck with Rick Rude, I'ma beastie boy She like you a beastie boy, what you know about E-Z, boy. I told her, listen I'm a real motherfucking g She like Supa simply for who I fucking be And for who I am she changed the music preference Shawty ain't been the same since Common's 'Resurrection' We could throw Young Jeezy on and start flexing Or throw Frank Ocean on and start sexing Cause you know you're my babe. You know you're my baby, oooohhhh I'm not just in it for the ride I'm in it for the ride, yeah, yeah, oooohhhhhaaaaahh yeah, yeah, oooohhhhhaaaaahh yeah, yeah, oooohhhhh yeah, yeah, oooohhhhhaaaaahh Thanks to nakrul |