Flashing lights, lights Flashing lights, lights Flashing lights, lights 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 h’orderves, 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 sleazy I get a call like where are you Yeezy Try to hit you with a ’Oeur de Whopee’ Till I get flashed by the paparazzi Damn, these niggas got me I hate these niggas more than the Nazi As I recall, I know you love to show off But I never thought that you would take it this far What do I know? Flashing lights, lights What do I know? Flashing lights, lights I know it’s been a while Sweetheart, we hardly talk, I was doing my thing I know I was foul bay-bay A-bay lately you been all on my brain And if somebody would’ve told me a month ago Fronting though, yo
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