Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air I dropped my anchor in the dead of night I packed my suitcase and threw it away I fell asleep in the funeral fire I gave my clothes to the police man Shooting venom at the passers-by I'm

Ah, shake along with me Shake along with me Shake along with them I'd like to be somebody else and not know where I've been I'd like to build myself a house out of plasticine I've been driving in my car with my friend Mister Soft Mister Clean and Mister

We are lost 'Cause we are ordinary people beautiful as we are We can still get lost, lost It’s easy to get lost We are ordinary people, we are lost Take me away make it all better If not for a day then maybe forever Is it all in my head cause it’s

Bought Giuseppe for myself, spent them blessings on myself Donatello, that's a killer, I smoke purple out the shelf She want Birkin, she want, Gucci purse, she want Chanel, got it Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself Blow the money, get it back

This goes out to you, you, my number one (number one, number one) I won't stop until I see you, suga You know who you are This is for my number one, number one (I see you) So many shows, swear wherever I go I'm gonna keep on lookin' Lookin' for my number

Tú me enamoras, gyal Ven, dime qué tú tienes, que enamoras La forma de tu cuerpo y cuando me hablas Más lindos son los sueños cuando tú estás Gyal, esto no puede terminar Cuando te pones linda y luces tu cuerpo Todo tiene sentido cuando estamos juntos

You know I got to keep ballin' Till the FEDs come we ballin' out Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin' That stash house, we in and out Until God calls for me I'mma keep ballin', keep on ballin' To my niggas and my bitches looking down

Down with love Take it away, take it away Give it back to the birds To bees and the Viennese Down with eyes romantic and stupid Down with sighs, down with cupid Brother let's stuff that dove With flowers and rice and shoes The root of all midnight blues

Sanction lived in Taught by masters Flight of giving Be mine always Here for duration Miss my sweet love Times of sailing Keep me grounded Make us sure of future sanctions

So let's, romance, yo stance, on me Take off, yo pants, cancel yo plans I ain't understand, you want a man To be ya friend, you need this shirt Feel you need some validation Ooh, mm, mhmm Make up your mind, I ain't the type to blow up your line