[Intro: Nazaré Pereira, Big Sean & Young Thug]
O sol vive sem amor, eu não vivo sem te ver
Quem chega na maré cheia é cantiga de bem querer
(Shit sound like Narcos)
O sol vive sem amor, eu não vivo sem te ver
Quem chega na maré cheia é cantiga de bem querer
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga, bitch)
[Chorus: Big Sean]
Big dawg, autobiography
Make moves with the bros, no choreographies
She told me I'm the one, I looked over, said obviously
Then looked up in the mirror like, who the fuck stoppin' me, huh?
Who stoppin' me, nigga? Shit, who stoppin' me?
At the top, my girl the only one on top of me, nigga
Who stoppin' me, huh? Who stoppin' me?
Keep, keep it goin', don't stop for me
[Verse 1: Big Sean]
All charged up, I could glow in the dark (Dark)
Sent a text to your girl, I think we growin' apart (Woah)
Sleepin' with one eye open like I'm throwin' a dart (Woah)
Leavin' the crib a hundred deep like we goin' to march
Okay, I pin her on the wall like she go with the art
Tryna keep up with me, oh, I know that shit hard
And I'm goin' too far, niggas ask me who I'm goin' with
I told them my heart, the best beat thus far (The best)
My dawg Earlly tellin' jokes, man I'm laughin' at that
I had a dream I rode with Rosa Parks in the back of the 'Bach (Damn)
And we was blowin' a blunt and she was packin' a strap
Like damn, it do feel good to be black in the back
Goin' so far back, it felt like I was back in the Acura (Swerve, swerve)
Tryna bring it back home like, up bat
You're up, I love pussy so good
It taste like syrup, mixed with Ciroc, and coconut (Woah)
A slick bitch will make you tie your laces
I'm never gettin' sick, sippin' ginger echinacea
Divorced, bein' broke, yeah, I need that separation
To make that paperwork for me and my 'ministration (For the dawgs)
O sol vive sem amor, eu não vivo sem te ver
Quem chega na maré cheia é cantiga de bem querer
(Shit sound like Narcos)
O sol vive sem amor, eu não vivo sem te ver
Quem chega na maré cheia é cantiga de bem querer
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga, bitch)
[Chorus: Big Sean]
Big dawg, autobiography
Make moves with the bros, no choreographies
She told me I'm the one, I looked over, said obviously
Then looked up in the mirror like, who the fuck stoppin' me, huh?
Who stoppin' me, nigga? Shit, who stoppin' me?
At the top, my girl the only one on top of me, nigga
Who stoppin' me, huh? Who stoppin' me?
Keep, keep it goin', don't stop for me
[Verse 1: Big Sean]
All charged up, I could glow in the dark (Dark)
Sent a text to your girl, I think we growin' apart (Woah)
Sleepin' with one eye open like I'm throwin' a dart (Woah)
Leavin' the crib a hundred deep like we goin' to march
Okay, I pin her on the wall like she go with the art
Tryna keep up with me, oh, I know that shit hard
And I'm goin' too far, niggas ask me who I'm goin' with
I told them my heart, the best beat thus far (The best)
My dawg Earlly tellin' jokes, man I'm laughin' at that
I had a dream I rode with Rosa Parks in the back of the 'Bach (Damn)
And we was blowin' a blunt and she was packin' a strap
Like damn, it do feel good to be black in the back
Goin' so far back, it felt like I was back in the Acura (Swerve, swerve)
Tryna bring it back home like, up bat
You're up, I love pussy so good
It taste like syrup, mixed with Ciroc, and coconut (Woah)
A slick bitch will make you tie your laces
I'm never gettin' sick, sippin' ginger echinacea
Divorced, bein' broke, yeah, I need that separation
To make that paperwork for me and my 'ministration (For the dawgs)
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