Frank Ocean - Solo (Reprise)
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Формат: mp3
Исполнители: Frank Ocean
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[André 3000:]
Aye, aye, so now I'm
So low that I can see under the skirt of an ant,
So low that I don't get high no more,
When I Geronimo, I just go ‘eh'.
Solo, my cup is a rojo, my cholo, my friend,
So low that I can admit
When I hear that another kid is shot by the popo,
It ain't an event no more.
So low that no more high horses, so hard to wear Polo,
When I do, I cut the pony off,
Now there's a hole that once was a logo, how fittin'.
So low that I can give a fuck about what is trendin',
Tryna cut down on my spending,
Regardless of winning, instead of pretending
And bending over backwards.
Over half of these hoes had work done,
Sayin' they want something real from a man,
Just sayin' it, we being real persons,
I hate that it's like this, I feel for you, ant.
I don't know what it's like with a skirt on,
So pardon me if I am bein' insensitive,
But, darling, this only worsens.
So low my halo stay way low, it feels like it's bent,
So low that when they throw pussy or pesos,
I don't pay no attention to it.
So low that I am no rookie but feel like a kid,
Lookin' at the other kids
With astonishment while I'm on punishment,
Watchin' the summer come close to an end,
After 20 years in, I'm so naïve,
I was under the impression
That everyone wrote they own verses.
It's comin' back different and, yeah, that shit hurts me,
I'm hummin' and whistlin' to those not deserving,
I've stumbled and lived every word,
Was I workin' just way too hard?
Aye, aye, so now I'm
So low that I can see under the skirt of an ant,
So low that I don't get high no more,
When I Geronimo, I just go ‘eh'.
Solo, my cup is a rojo, my cholo, my friend,
So low that I can admit
When I hear that another kid is shot by the popo,
It ain't an event no more.
So low that no more high horses, so hard to wear Polo,
When I do, I cut the pony off,
Now there's a hole that once was a logo, how fittin'.
So low that I can give a fuck about what is trendin',
Tryna cut down on my spending,
Regardless of winning, instead of pretending
And bending over backwards.
Over half of these hoes had work done,
Sayin' they want something real from a man,
Just sayin' it, we being real persons,
I hate that it's like this, I feel for you, ant.
I don't know what it's like with a skirt on,
So pardon me if I am bein' insensitive,
But, darling, this only worsens.
So low my halo stay way low, it feels like it's bent,
So low that when they throw pussy or pesos,
I don't pay no attention to it.
So low that I am no rookie but feel like a kid,
Lookin' at the other kids
With astonishment while I'm on punishment,
Watchin' the summer come close to an end,
After 20 years in, I'm so naïve,
I was under the impression
That everyone wrote they own verses.
It's comin' back different and, yeah, that shit hurts me,
I'm hummin' and whistlin' to those not deserving,
I've stumbled and lived every word,
Was I workin' just way too hard?
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