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Dreaming

(I'm dreaming).
(I'm dreaming).  
 
You're touching me
all through the night.
(It's only a dream).
I'm feeling you
from the inside.
 
I was dreaming
you were making love to me,
your hands all over me.
But I opened up my eyes
to find I was dreaming.
 
(I'm dreaming).
(I'm dreaming).
(I'm dreaming).
(I'm dreaming).
(It's not real).
 
I kiss you
everywhere.
You kiss me
everywhere.
 
I was dreaming
you were making love to me,
your hands all over me.
But I opened up my eyes
to find I was dreaming.
 
You're not here.
It's not real
what I feel.
I was dreaming.
 
(It's not real).
 
I was alone
in a boat on the river.
You called out my name
and I started to shiver.
I saw your face, you said,
you said, 'Come to me.'
You said, 'Come to me, my darling.'
(You said...my darling).
 
I reach for you 
and you're not there.
 
I was dreaming
you were making love to me,
your hands all over me.
But I opened up my eyes
to find I was dreaming.
 
You're not here.
It's not real
what I feel.
 
I was dreaming
you were making love to me,
your hands all over me.
But I opened up my eyes
to find I was dreaming.  
 
You're not here.
It's not real
what I feel.
I was dreaming.
 

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Best Part Of Me

My lungs are black, my heart is pure
My hands are scarred from nights before
And my hair is thinnin', falling out
Of all the wrong places
I am a little insecure
 
My eyes are crossed, but they're still blue
I bite my nails and tell the truth
I go from thin to overweight
Oh day to day it fluctuates
My skin is inked, but faded too
 
But she loves me, she loves me
Why the hell she love me
When she could have anyone else?
Oh you love me, you love me
Why the hell do you love me?
'Cause I don't even love myself
 
Baby, the best part of me is you
And lately everything's making sense too
Oh baby, I'm so in love with you
 
I overthink and still forget
I lose my phone and place my bets
And I never catch the train on time
Always thirty minutes behind
Your worries ain't seen nothin' yet
 
But you love me, you love me
Why the hell you love me so
When you could have anyone else?
Yeah yeah, he loves me, he loves me
And I bet he never lets me go
And shows me ,how to love myself
 
'Cause, baby, the best part of me is you, woah
Lately everything's making sense too
Baby, I'm so in love with you
(With you)
 
Baby, the best part of me is you, woah
Lately everything's making sense too
Oh baby, I'm so in love with you
 
Baby, I'm so in love with you, yeah, yeah
Oh baby, I'm so in love with you
 

Flava

[Verse 1]
I ain't even done with the flava
When you see me, I'm swimming in paper
I get high, I get low like an anchor
Havin’ lunch with my financial bankers
Versace, I chill with Medusa
I’m in Switzerland, eatin’ the goose-ah
I’m in Paris, I'm eatin’ some duck
You say [?] right after you fuck
You embarrassed you missed out on luck
Suburban, I pull up with the truck
I’m good with the flava, I’m good with the pot
Look at me, see me, I drop like it’s hot
I go take my shot, I pull 'em to the top
Shootin’ I'm shootin’ I'm shootin’ a lot
 
[Chorus]
Flava though, flava though, flava though, flava though
Flava though, flava though, flava
I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’
I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’, this paper
The henney, the henney, the henney, the henney
The henney, the henney, no chaser
I'm gettin’ the flava the flava the flava
The color of Now and Laters
 
[Verse 2]
My swag is the flava, my dab is the flava
Good with the season, two-seventeen
Just with my flava, my flava and me
Rainbow my money, I do like the green
I do not look at the tag, if I see it, I like it, I grab
I’ll be good with the wrist and the hands
I stay low, I stay out of the mix
Play a show, get my check, and I dip
Little rocker girl, ringin' a Lyft
With my bitches they gothic as fuck
All my bitches they covered in blood
All my bitches they show me they love
I’m a daddy, I'm built like a boss
I been swaggin', I drip with the sauce
I’m in Polo, no never Lacoste
See a goofy, I tell ‘em get lost
 
[Chorus]
The flava, the flava, the flava, the flava
The flava, the flava, the flava
I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’
I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’ this paper
The henney, the henney, the henney, the henney
The henney, the henney, no chaser
I'm gettin’ the flava, the flava, the flava
The color of Now and Laters
Flavas, on flavas, on flavas, on flavas, on flavas, on flavas, on flavas
I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’
I’m gettin’, I’m gettin’ this paper
The henney, the henney, the henney, the henney
The henney, the head, no chaser
I'm gettin’ the flava, the flava, the flava
The color of Now and Laters
 

Zuckerman's Famous Pig

Oh wow look at him now
Zuckerman’s famous pig
Sooey, what do we see
The greatest hog in history
Fine swine wish he was mine
What if he’s not so big
He’s some terrific, radiant, humble
Thingamajig of a fine phenomenon
 
My land isn’t he grand
Zuckerman’s famous pig
Golly, you got to agree
He’s a real celebrity
Fine swine, wish he was mine
What if he’s not so big?
He’s some terrific radiant, humble
Thingamajig of a pig
 
Some terrific, radiant, humble
Zuckerman’s, Zuckerman’s, Zuckerman’s, Zuckerman’s, Zuckerman’s
Famous pig
 

Dance To The Music

Cynthia get up and dance to the music!
Get on up and dance to the music!
Dance to the music, dance to the music
Dance to the music, dance to the music
Hey Greg!
What?
All we need is a drummer
For people who only need a beat yeah
I'm gonna add a little guitar
And make it easy to move your feet
I'm gonna add some bottom
So that the dancers just won't hide
You might like to hear my organ
I said him, 'Ride Sally ride now'
Cynthia get up on
If I could hear the horns blowin'
Cynthia on the throne, yeah!
Listen to me
Cynthia and Jerry got a message they're sayin'
'All the squares, go home!'
Listen to the voices
Dance to the music
Dance to the music
Dance to the music