Guest
lashing lights, lights Flashing lights, lights Flashing lights, lights Flashing lights, lights [Kanye West] She don’t believe in shootin’ stars, but she believe in shoes and cars Wood floors in the new apartment, couture from the store’s department You more like L’eau de Stardee shit, I’m more of the trips to Florida Order the hors d’oeuvres, views of the Water Straight from the page of your favorite author And the weather so breezy, man why can’t life always be this easy She in the mirror dancing so sleaz
