Sierra Leone

Album: Hall of Fame (2013)
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  • She tell me she love me
    I'm everything that she want
    Top floor, only way that we go
    Diamonds and gold, Sierra Leone, Leone
    Hotel look like Sierra Leone, Leone
    Chain, ring look like Sierra Leone, Leone
    And she don't ever tell me I'm wrong, I'm wrong
    'Cause she don't want to leave Sierra Leone, Leone

    Get to it, I be getting to it
    Hella groovin', rooftop, better viewin'
    Always hella coppin', no propellers, moving bank tellers
    Movin', youngin', revenuin', mozzarella chewin', you know?
    Lobster butter basted
    I deserve every crumb tasted, road to riches one way and
    Sunbathing, tongue tastin'
    After that she wine tasting, Sean tastin'
    You know? I gave her diamonds and gold
    That's Sierra Leone, her friends like "Girl don't let go!"
    So she ain't askin', she ain't whinin'
    Complainin' or trippin', man I got her damn near strippin'
    For the handbag livin', Saks Fifth'n, tag rippin'
    No more tab splittin', cab gettin', who wants to go back to that livin'? Do yah?
    So let's sex on the beach
    Then the rest on the sheets for the rest of the week, 'til

    She tell me she love me
    I'm everything that she want
    Top floor, only way that we go
    Diamonds and gold, Sierra Leone, Leone
    Hotel look like Sierra Leone, Leone
    Chain, ring look like Sierra Leone, Leone
    And she don't ever tell me I'm wrong, I'm wrong
    'Cause she don't want to leave Sierra Leone, Leone
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

    What you know about wake up to fuckin' 'fore you even can stretch?
    Yeah I'm on vacay and my dick still need a rest
    I might get her on film, star and direct
    Just might win an award if that shit hit the net
    Oh, reclinin' in seats
    Not liftin' a finger 'less I'm signin' receipts
    Livin' life like I got a degree
    Fuck it, I'm livin' life like I done got in the league
    Look, my car look like it play for the Lakers
    Credit card look like it play for the Raiders, I watch it play for the paper
    Chandelier, marble floor on the feet
    She said I'm a don, I gotta agree, I fuck her to sleep

    She tell me she love me
    I'm everything that she want
    Top floor, only way that we go
    Diamonds and gold, Sierra Leone, Leone
    Hotel look like Sierra Leone, Leone
    Chain, ring look like Sierra Leone, Leone
    And she don't ever tell me I'm wrong, I'm wrong
    Cause she don't want to leave Sierra Leone, Leone Writer/s: ERNEST WILSON, JAMES POYSER, JAY LIVINGSTON, NEAL HEFTI, RAY EVANS, SEAN MICHAEL ANDERSON
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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