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Nikes Lyrics By Frank Ocean

    frank ocean
    these bitches want nikes
    they looking for a check
    tell ’em it ain’t likely
    said she need a ring like carmelo
    you must be on that white like othello
    all you want is nikes
    but the real ones just like you just like me
    i don’t play i don’t make time
    but if you need dick i got you
    and i yam from the line
    pour up for aap rip pimp c
    rip trayvon that nigga look just like me
    woo fuckin’ buzzin’ woo
    that my little cousin he got a little trade
    his girl keep the scales a little mermaid
    we out by the pool some little mermaids
    me and them gel like twigs wit them bangs
    now that’s a real mermaid
    you been holding your breath weighted down
    punk madre punk papá
    he don’t care for me but he cares for me
    and that’s good enough
    we don’t talk much or nothin’
    but when we talkin’ about something
    we have good discussion
    i met his friends last week
    feels like they’re up to somethin’
    that’s good for us

    frank ocean
    we’ll let you guys prophesy
    we’ll let you guys prophesy
    we gon’ see the future first
    we’ll let you guys prophesy
    we gon’ see the future first
    living so the last night feels like a past life
    speaking of the don’t know what got into people
    devil be possessin’ homies
    demons try to bodyjump
    why you think i’m in this bitch wearing a fucking yarmulke
    acid on me like the rain
    weed crumbles into glitter
    rain glitter
    we laid out on this wet floor
    away turf no astro
    mesmerized how the strobes glow
    look at all the people feet dance
    i know that your nigga came witcha
    but he ain’t witcha
    we only human and it’s humid in these balmains
    i mean my balls sticking to my jeans
    we breathin’ pheromones amber rose
    sippin’ pinkgold lemonades
    feelin’

    frank ocean
    i may be younger but i’ll look after you
    we’re not in love but i’ll make love to you
    when you’re not here i’ll save some for you
    i’m not him but i’ll mean something to you
    i’ll mean something to you
    i’ll mean something to you
    you got a roommate he’ll hear what we do
    it’s only awkward if you’re fucking him too

    kohh

    Artist: Frank Ocean

    Year: 2016

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 216