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• chanel orange(feat. André 3000)

& the peaches & the mangos you could sell for me

what do you think my brain is made for is it just a container for the mind this great grey matter
sensei replied what is your woman
is she just a container for the child that soft pink matter
cotton candy maajin bu
close my eyes & fall into you
my god she’s giving me pleasure

what if the sky & the stars are for show & the aliens are watching live
from the purple matter
sensei went quiet then violent
& we sparred until we both grew tired nothing mattered
cotton candy maajin bu

dim the lights & fall into you
my god giving me pleasure pleasure pleasure pleasure pleasure over matter

(André 3000)

since you been gone
i been having withdrawals
you were such a habit to call
i aint myself at all had to tell myself naw she’s better with some fella with a regular job i didn’t wanna get her involved
by dinner mr. benjamin was sittin in awe hopped into my car drove far
far’s too close & i remember
my memories no sharp
butter knife what a life anyway
i’m building y’all a clock stop
what am i hemingway
she had the kind of body
that would probably intimidate
any of ‘em that were un-southern
not me cousin
if models are made for modeling
thick girls are made for cuddlin’
switch worlds & we can huddle then
who needs another friend
i need to hold your hand
you’d need no other man
we’d flee to other lands
grey matter
blue used to be my favorite color now i aint got no choice
blue matter
you’re good at being bad you’re bad at being good
for heaven’s sakes go to hell knock knock knock knock on wood
well frankly when that ocean so muphuckin good make her swab the muphuckin wood
make her walk the muphuckin plank
make her rob a muphuckin bank
with no mask on & a rusty revolver

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