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big sean - outro (dark sky paradise) lyrics

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[intro]
yeah yeah

[verse]
okay now, why you wanna go and do that, do that?
sometimes i say that i’m the best, i guess i had to prove that
you know i had to cop that mansion on the hill and pool that
you know i don’t rely on 8 b-lls, no, i never pooled that
you know i always like the best, roll it up and pull that
now baby, don’t get too deep on me, i might have to pull back
i got weed rolled, drinks po’d if you wanna do that
and i be in and out of love, the ogs be like true that
cause you know sometimes man, that sh-t can get way too irritating
say the wrong thing to the right girl, you might not make it
dark skin with a lightskin girl like taye diggs
and you go from tryna save her to her taking your savings
and when she do, man, watch how them b-tches sh-t talk
wonder how they would feel if our lives got criss-crossed
what if you lost your homie and you felt like kriss kross?
double cross, i swear that christians don’t even get this crossed
talk so much sh-t that a n-gga p-ssed off
she talk so much that she done f-cking made my d-ck soft
pushing all my b-ttons, this ain’t f-cking pinball
i guess women are sometimes like a jigsaw
sometimes you hit a l!ck, sometimes you get ripped off
sometimes you gotta sit, sometimes it’s time for lift-off
sometimes i just shut up and let my wrist talk
it be like “we don’t got time for bullsh-t, dawg”
you know i’m 1 of 1, just like the prototype
you look like the “um, you owe me” type
oh, hardly never taking pictures, not the photo type, no
please don’t instagram this sh-t and be up on me like
“oh, you owe me likes”
man, i swear these b-tches don’t know what the f-ck is more important to em
the more i kick philosophy, the more i’m boring to em
the more champagne i pop, the more i’m pouring to em
i just hope that’s not the only single thing that’s going through em
i hop up on a beat like it’s the ’08 me
when we was riding four deep, boy, no ac
headed to the game for okay seats
now i’m courtside at okc, i know kd
and all these singing b-tches know me like do-ray-mi
fa-so-la-ti-do but dough come first
no late fees, kool-aid smile, colgate t–th
the bigger that i get, the more i need shrinks
i be in and out of cars like a f-cking crash dummy
spending money till it’s dizzy but i still stash something, you know
but i’m tryna get that real real money, like um
white people with a black son
and first time i met oprah, that was motivation
went from standing in court to starting up a corporation
went so hard last night that we made the morning paper
plus my girl’s rated r, all your hoes overrated, d-mn
n-ggas say i changed, how they d-mn how they do
say i’m hard to get in contact with, oh, is that true?
but what about now? 313
515-8772, b-tch, call me



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