So why see the world, when you got the beach Don't know why see the world, when you got the beach Whatever feels good, whatever takes you mountain high You've had a landscaper and a house keeper since you were born The sunshine always kept you warm The

Waiting on the wind Now I know why we came Whatever you do The wave is here To tell my side The longest wave Whatcha want Whatcha need Do you love

What is it with you Girl you make me wanna love You make me wanna hate Is it the thrill of the chase Or just something you do Are we in, are we out Why you running me around Why you having such a damn hard time Girl with the truth

You sound like a bitch, bitch Shut the fuck up When your fans become your haters Fuck, your beard's weird You yellin' at the mic, you weird beard We doin' this once Your beard's weird, why you yellin' at the mic?

I hate everything about you Why do I love you Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I get But I haven't missed you yet Only when I stop to think about it Every roommate kept awake

Better than you doing you, fuck it, what you gon' do? Watching haters wonder why Gambino got the game locked Half-Thai thickie, all she wanna do is Bangkok Got her hair done, French braids, now she A$AP Bino so insensitive, she asking, "Why you say

Why do we hate? Why do we suffer? Why do we make our mistakes, and constantly blame one another? Why is there war, and why is there killing? Have we forgotten some secret we knew back when we were just children? If I had wings, I'd fly up to heaven. I'd

You say our love Is like dynamite Well you're killing me Why don't you just set me free Too young to fall in love Run for the hills We're both sinners and saints Not a woman but a whore I can just taste the hate

Ran down on that bitch twice You know me I be with whatever If a bitch beef with me we gon' beef foreva Why you always tryna run and hide Always have my name up in your mouth you outta line You gon' make me pop up at your door like surprise Like come

I wanna go home with you Home with you Why don't we find somewhere quiet? Too many cooks in the kitchen Too many fools here listening Yeah, we can do whatever you want to Come on and set the mood Yeah, we can go as slow as you want to