a high could you take me away? Take me away. Away. It's a beautiful bliss. [Wale] When you feel like this (Beautiful bliss) When you spill out hits (Beautiful bliss
and puncture Leave it like a female Dijon a puncture Waiting showing you her beauty if shes naked It's like a view of paintin or a lakehead This shits how beautiful
bump it. To my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. Attention Deficit. Yeaa'. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful
it. To my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. Attention Deficit. Yeaa'. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful, uhh. This is my beautiful
Drinking wine and thinking bliss is on the other side of this I just need a compass and a willing accomplice All my doubts that fill my head are skidding
night All I heard you say was Uhh aah uhhh aah Uhh aah uhhh aah Now that we're there what are you thinking Should we talk about it baby Baby, you look so beautiful
on Sleepy eyes peek through the blinds at something wrong Motionless remains the mess Shame, such a beautiful, beautiful young life By the time I'm dreaming And you've crept out on me sleeping I'm busy in the blissful
yo Now, she's the opposite of he Have you ever seen a lion sleep on the bosom of a sheep? It's beautiful, yeah, thug though She's so beautiful and
It was a nice sunny day until the heat we fell victim Sex on our minds while I was in her system Girls with them beautiful, fellas the same A freak said
face and then walk like an egytption out there amidst pyramids, depict non-fiction writin our rhymes with dell and hyrogliphic transcription imagine madchild rating a beauty
but the people gather, it's flatterin Switchin the pitch, mixin, there's no need to be stiff in this bitch Spittin full clips on a mission for bliss when
female and it's 'posed to be exclusive Beauty, fully loaded booty hips and thighs I want a raspberry lemonade, baby, and whatever yo name is on the side You speak unique, beautiful
I faint You got to do it, you can, gotta keep rhymin' East Side High enjoyin' life, hair blowin' in the wind The state that I'm in is gangster bliss
Eye is to the body as a thought is to the soul They're both a lamp whose sharpness I control Beauty lingers 'bout as long as flattery, my friend That
her Her long hair Flew over her back (*) Under the lights Of ginza So I said Bonjour mademoiselle And she turned back She was beautiful Beyond anything
