[Intro: Nas] Sorry Sierra Leone, one day we'll right the wrongs
[Hook] She tell me she love me I'm everything that she want Top floor, only way that we go Diamonds and gold, Sierra Leone, Leone Hotel look like Sierra Leone, Leone Chain, ring look like Sierra Leone, Leone And she don't ever tell me I'm wrong, I'm wrong Cause she don't want to leave Sierra Leone, Leone
[Verse 1] Get to it, I be getting to it Hella groovin', rooftop, better viewin' Always hella coppin', no propellers, moving bank tellers Movin', youngin', revenuin', mozzarella chewin', you know? Lobster butter basted I deserve every crumb tasted, road to riches one way and Sunbathing, tongue tastin' After that she wine tasting, Sean tastin' You know? I gave her diamonds and gold That's Sierra Leone, her friends like "Girl don't let go!" So she ain't askin', she ain't whinin' Complainin' or trippin', man I got her damn near strippin' For the handbag livin', Saks Fifth'n, tag rippin' No more tab splittin', cab gettin', who wants to go back to that livin'? Do yah? So let's sex on the beach Then the rest on the sheets for the rest of the week, 'til
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[Verse 2] What you know about wake up to fuckin' 'fore you even can stretch? Yeah I'm on vacay and my dick still need a rest I might get her on film, star and direct Just might win an award if that shit hit the net Oh, reclinin' in seats Not liftin' a finger 'less I'm signin' receipts Livin' life like I got a degree Fuck it, I'm livin' life like I done got in the league Look, my car look like it play for the Lakers Credit card look like it play for the Raiders I watch it play for the paper Chandelier, marble floor on the feet She said I'm a don, I gotta agree, I fuck her to sleep
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[Greedy Ho's Skit] Big Sean: I gotta take a shower, you so goddamn nasty, baby *someone knocks at the door* Big Sean: Hey, who is it? His girl: Oh shit, it's just room service Big Sean: Room service? Again? His girl (to her friend): What about these rings? What are you looking for? Big Sean: Hey can you grab me a towel? Her friend: What about that phone? *Big Sean singing* His girl: Come on, lets get outta here Big Sean: Yo! Yo! Hello? Bitch! What the fuck?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
