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DHL

DHL

Frank Ocean

Album: DHL

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DHL

Look at them shakes, uh-huh
Made up a dance
How come you shook?
But I ain't took out my hands
Beans, Starbucks, starstruck

Bitch comin' soon, yeah
That's 'cause you suck, yeah
(Suck me off, suck me off, suck me off)
(Suck me off, suck me off, suck me off)
That's comin' soon, yeah (Suck my dick, huh)

I'm on a bag
I'm on a bag, stay on alert
I'm going on-stage, 'cause all of my chains diving deep off
Findin' the key, put it in, Kawasaki

Totin' the Amazon (Amazon)
Shit like 6'5" (Shit like 6'5")
Take back, rewind, now I rewind
Ooh, ooh, baby be mine (Baby be mine)
Ooh, ooh, baby be mine

Got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up with a pack
Got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up on a pill

Got a pack, fuckin' with Saturday night chill
Just got up with a pack
Got a pack, came from the DHL
Just pills yeah, yeah
Got a pack, came from the DHL
I got a shot at the pill
I got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up on a pill
Count it up

Niggas think it's new, it ain't new, boy
Old files just turned two, yeah, flu, yeah
Still sound like it's comin' soon, comin' soon, yeah
Still sound like it's comin' soon, tell the truth
Boy toy suck me like a Hoover, like a Hoover
Boy toy ride me like a Uber, like a Uber
Smiley face, factory casing, buss it down
Yeah I love it
I forgave it, violations, ain't seen 'em around, yeah

Who get to test it
Wavy pool, sit behind the pool
I'm tellin' the truth, bro
Remind me of Tre, brushin' his waves
Shit look like ramen noodles
Fuck, this shit sound like it's comin' soon, comin' soon, bro
And it still sound like it's comin' soon, comin' soon

New files sittin' on my drive, nothin' new, yeah
New vibes and I can't get down, what you do, yeah
New vibes, really can't get down to the pool, yeah
New gliss sittin' on the cyst, on my wrist, yeah
New bitch ridin' on my dick like a kick, yeah
All in the days and I paid for the studio rate
Instead of the rent, yeah
Now I can hang in this bitch every day
Waitin' for some inspiration to hit me

Look like I'm dressed for a hike but
I really look like I'm in Paris and shit, yeah
Look like I'm dressed for a camp 'cause
I'm pitchin' up that, like I'm pitchin' a tent, yeah
This ain't no fuckin' hopes and dreams, prophecy

All these sleeve wafers and the coffee bean
Roman numerals, niggas wanna buy me weed exposed
Double D's exposed, post some beats
Fuckin' these hoes, leave, now my fuckin' floor stores
Move me slow, yes
Roofie tea, ice ecstasy, hold em'

You seen my bag, it's swole even more, I can't even fold it
I drop you a pin like I'm bowling
You want it so now you my opponent
Breakfast and dinners is plenty, we spend all that time alone, alone
Watchin' the clouds, whoa, oh

I got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, oh, a pack, yeah
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, oh, DHL
Just got up on a pill
And it's woo

I got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, came out with DHL
Chick just came up with a pack
I got a pack, came out with DHL
Chick just got up with a pack
I got a pack, over at DHL
Chick just got up with a pack

Independent drug, sellin' records out the trunk
I'm already rich as fuck so the products in the front
Got my partner in the front, been my BF for a month
We been fuckin' from the jump (Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)

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