| SUBSCRIBE FOR THE NEWEST SONGS! Yeah, my God, Science [Chorus] Lord I've been dreaming about the paper I want it all I wanna shine, I wanna ball I want the whip with the suicide doors this is my life homie, you decide yours I've been dreaming about the paper I want it all I wanna shine, I wanna ball I want the whip with the suicide doors this is my life homie, you decide yours Man, man I'm on it, I'm on it get on my level I'm hot like, I've been dancing with the devil man I'm on it, uh uh I'm on it so in case you aint heard, observe I'm bringing that fire, you know that flame throw I'm getting you high, I spittin' that brown sugar that DeAnglo just look in the sky a n-gga so fly I'm up here touching rainbow's aint making it rain though no don't be silly mama, I'm no pinata letting my paper fall, no way but if you feeling it, you can take it all and show me don't fight the feeling mama not Jeffrey Dahmer but your body is a killer mama I'm tryna rock that ass to sleep like pyjamas I'ma ball hard with the Roc, crossover hit the shot my palms itching like I just got the Chicken Pox haters wish they could, bitch, I'm bad meaning good I live my life like you should cause... Man, man I'm on it, I'm on it get on my level I'm hot like, I've been dancing with the devil man I'm on it, uh uh I'm on it so in case you aint heard, observe And I'm back with that flame, I got that flow that'll blow your brain they calling me Cole yeah thats my name and just like Martin I know that pain no ... |
