(Yo Saga what you doin'?)
Yeah, yeah, I love your eyes (Yeah)
Baby, I'm lost in your mind (Fuck)
Smoking, yeah, you got me super high (Super high)
Baby, I'm lost in your eyes (Ooh)
Balenci' myself, Balenci' my soul
All of my clothes got the same tone
I been swingin' in time just so you know, yeah
Love is a lie, don't let it take control
Ooah
(Don't let it take control)
(Don't let it take control)
Yeah, yeah, I love your eyes (Yeah)
Baby, I'm lost in your eyes
They got me beggin' (Uh)
Get ready (Yeah)
Black wedding (Black)
I'm just telling (The truth)
What I'm feeling (Sad)
Selene leggins (Don't let it take control)
I just need some time on my own (On my, on my, on my)
I don't need no stylist like Lone (Bitch, that's facts)
Stayin' on top, never low (Never low)
Something's wrong (Don't let it take control)
Yeah, yeah, I love your eyes (Yeah)
Baby, I'm lost in your mind (Fuck)
Smoking, yeah, you got me super high (Super high)
Baby, I'm lost in your eyes (Ooh)
Balenci' myself, Balenci' my soul
All of my clothes got the same tone
I been swingin' in time just so you know, yeah
Love is a lie, don't let it take control
Ooah
(Don't let it take control)
(Don't let it take control)
(Yo Saga what you doin'?)
Yeah
You know that I love you but you can't tell
I'm always on top, can we try somethin else?
I know you are lying cause you don't want me
Fuck
Lay on my chest and I'll show you what love is
Take off your clothes and let me shake your body
Am I able to call you darling?
I feeling godly, I'm feeling badly
I feeling godly, I'm feeling badly
I feeling godly, I'm feeling badly
I feel
Fuck it, I'm way too loaded like a magazine
I have run too many miles, now I gotta sit
I'm on the top of the top, yeah, I'm McQueen
I come from Ari-zona, bitch, yeah, Rad. Springs
If I acted like you did, you would hate me
88, I don't fuck with no nazis
808, that my sign, yeah, you know me
She always saying: Yo Saga what you doin'?
Got this hoe on me, she know I'm romantic
The way she move, the way she talk, the way she fuck me
As long as you can pop it I put the money
Bitch, shut the fuck up! You are annoying me
(Yeah)
This the sound of your eyes
I can't tell no lies
Everything looks bright
(Mmh)
I'm on my way to the sky
Gotta pray 'fore the night
You must change your mind
(Ooh)
You can't handle my style
It be my Prada my tie
I be dancing like Mike
(Yeah)
I'm overseas like Sprite
Got the lean on my right
You on your knees, this a vibe
Yeah, this right here so ironical
Stargazing with my girl, yeah, she beautiful
Now you know who I am, I love funerals
By the time I be dead you will hear this tune