Left Boy - Sweet Dreams lyrics

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Left Boy - Sweet Dreams lyrics

Hanging from the chandelier What your looking for is here uh I'll kiss you like I mean it She says you must be dreamin Maybe this is a curse, so all these girls are in my face ah R-R-R-Recognize this place, because I run this Jesus don't get between us, we're all just having fun This girl is looking at me like I'm the only one I got that paper baby, that gets ya what ya want I'm thinking later maybe, we'll get it going on Sweet dreams are made of these Sweet dreams are made of these Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something [Hook] Guns, b**hes, weed, money, YSL, Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame Guns, b**hes, weed, money, YSL Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame What ya lookin at baby is a motherf**in legend in the making For the rest of your life I'll be there I'll be stuck in your head like the roots of your hair I'm the ... You tell me, 'cause I know that you've heard That L-E-F-T ist that one MC that spits f**ing superb I'm k**ing them with this, I'm k**ing them with that I'll make it disappear and then I'll bring it back It's like I'm in the black and white ... I'm in a ... for you, it takes two And it should take you as long as it does to pursue So brand new, As soon as you ran through, I knew what I had to do It takes two And it should take you as long as it does to pursue So brand new, As soon as you ran through, I knew what I had to do It takes two or maybe only one Oh my god what the f** is going on? She asked me what have I become And I'm looking at her like I know this one I'm faded, daddy I think I made it f** being underrated, i wannna have everything they did [Hook] Guns, b**hes, weed, money, YSL Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame Guns, b**hes, weed, money, buy and sell Gold chain, Maserati, penthouse, helicopter, fame What ya lookin at baby is a motherf**in legend in the making For the rest of your life I'll be there I'll be stuck in your head like the roots of your hair