Francesca Wexler - AIN'T I
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{Chorus}
Oh my love
I’m an angel fastened to a star, why lie?
I’m not one for dancing in the dark, I’m not
I live in the belly of a cloud and I
I am what they said I’d never be
Better believe
Yes, I’m indeed
Baby ain’t I something you got to see?
Definitely the Un-American dream
Baby ain’t I something, something
{Verse 1}
Look at them like damn what they on
I want ten, don’t make me wait long
Diamonds dance just like a day drunk
See all of they gems on lay nun
I cha cha, make the bass jump
Bachata on the break drums
Popstar, I’m they ringtone
Ha, ha, think I’m Grace Jones
Strangé , pink rubies and they blush like prom dates
And these emeralds on my denim like lawn stains
I had dice for teeth and a palm ache
Nothing stays in Las Veg’
Rolling sevens til I broke the levee
Brought a hundred million back to Lekki
All these blue bills, Grammy, we could jet ski
All or nothing, bet it on me, bet it on me
{Chorus}
Oh my love
I’m an angel fastened to a star, why lie?
I’m not one for dancing in the dark, I’m not
I live in the belly of a cloud and I
I am everything I said I'd be
Better believe
Yes, I’m indeed
Baby ain’t I something you got to see?
Definitely the Un-American dream
Baby ain’t I something, something
{Bridge}
Send ‘em up, send ‘em up, send ‘em up, cinema
Get the Dom, let it spill in my scene
Let it all, let it all, let it fall, send in more
Spin the straw into an off-white dream
Send ‘em up, send ‘em up, send ‘em up, cinema
Get the Dom, let it spill in my scene
I got the gold, I got the gold
I got the gold, I got the gold
{Verse 2}
The claws acrylic and Bob Ross tinted
The gloss all glitter like my call log blingin’ (Uh, blingin’!)
And once they get it, the clock stop tickin’
I’m God for a minute (God for a minute!)
Ridin’ in the crop top Benz
Rollin’ round the corners like lint, aw
It look like it came from Graceland
Peanut butter fried on the inside!
{Outro}
Send ‘em up, send ‘em up, send ‘em up, cinema
Get the Dom, let it spill in my scene
Let it all, let it all, let it fall, send in more
Spin the straw into an off-white dream
Send ‘em up, send ‘em up, send ‘em up, cinema
Get the Dom, let it spill in my scene
Let it all, let it all, let it fall, send in more
Spin the straw, into an off-white dream
{Chorus}
Oh my love
I’m an angel fastened to a star, why lie?
I’m not one for dancing in the dark, I’m not
I live in the belly of a cloud and I
I am what they said I’d never be
Better believe
Yes, I’m indeed
Baby ain’t I something you got to see?
Definitely the Un-American dream
Baby ain’t I something, something
{Verse 1}
Look at them like damn what they on
I want ten, don’t make me wait long
Diamonds dance just like a day drunk
See all of they gems on lay nun
I cha cha, make the bass jump
Bachata on the break drums
Popstar, I’m they ringtone
Ha, ha, think I’m Grace Jones
Strangé , pink rubies and they blush like prom dates
And these emeralds on my denim like lawn stains
I had dice for teeth and a palm ache
Nothing stays in Las Veg’
Rolling sevens til I broke the levee
Brought a hundred million back to Lekki
All these blue bills, Grammy, we could jet ski
All or nothing, bet it on me, bet it on me
{Chorus}
Oh my love
I’m an angel fastened to a star, why lie?
I’m not one for dancing in the dark, I’m not
I live in the belly of a cloud and I
I am everything I said I'd be
Better believe
Yes, I’m indeed
Baby ain’t I something you got to see?
Definitely the Un-American dream
Baby ain’t I something, something
{Bridge}
Send ‘em up, send ‘em up, send ‘em up, cinema
Get the Dom, let it spill in my scene
Let it all, let it all, let it fall, send in more
Spin the straw into an off-white dream
Send ‘em up, send ‘em up, send ‘em up, cinema
Get the Dom, let it spill in my scene
I got the gold, I got the gold
I got the gold, I got the gold
{Verse 2}
The claws acrylic and Bob Ross tinted
The gloss all glitter like my call log blingin’ (Uh, blingin’!)
And once they get it, the clock stop tickin’
I’m God for a minute (God for a minute!)
Ridin’ in the crop top Benz
Rollin’ round the corners like lint, aw
It look like it came from Graceland
Peanut butter fried on the inside!
{Outro}
Send ‘em up, send ‘em up, send ‘em up, cinema
Get the Dom, let it spill in my scene
Let it all, let it all, let it fall, send in more
Spin the straw into an off-white dream
Send ‘em up, send ‘em up, send ‘em up, cinema
Get the Dom, let it spill in my scene
Let it all, let it all, let it fall, send in more
Spin the straw, into an off-white dream
