Frank Ocean - Poolside Convo (Self Control Intro) lyrics
[Frank Ocean - Poolside Convo Self Control Intro lyrics]
Grandmommy told me: "Don't run
From no police" (Fuck 'em)
Grandmommy told me: "Watch out
For yo partners" (I love 'em)
Saying "They too much older
Won't you stay in your range?"
I been trying to sponge
Been trying to know some things
See the mailman keep coming
And the bills keep on coming in
And all you wanna do is fight me on this shit
You say: "Don't go bending yo wrist
Don't go being no sissy" oK
"Don't go locking no doors, you ain't
Paying no rent in this bitch, " OK
Checks I used to bring
They wouldn't make no difference
In this bitch now the checks I bring, I mean
Who else paying the rent in this bitch?
Landlord see me outside, wanna take a picture
I said I gotta autograph on the check
You can take it with ya
He said, "The house on sale
You wanna buy it?" i say, "Not this one"
Gotta make moves, not a ton of moves
Tryna keep it simple this summer
Said you didn't wanna go with me
That's a bumma, bumma, bumma, yeah
Boppin' at Bacchus, that was the first parade
Bounce remixes of Aaliyah had
The spinal cords crackin', crackin'
Cups of methazine had 'em
Lean like Michael Jackson yeah
And you was fuckin' with your nose
Trying to be a Jackson oh yeah
Poolside convo about your summer last night
About your summer last night
Ain't give you no play, hmm
Could I make you shive last night?
Could I make you shy on the last night
Last night?
Could we make it in? Do we have time?
From no police" (Fuck 'em)
Grandmommy told me: "Watch out
For yo partners" (I love 'em)
Saying "They too much older
Won't you stay in your range?"
I been trying to sponge
Been trying to know some things
See the mailman keep coming
And the bills keep on coming in
And all you wanna do is fight me on this shit
You say: "Don't go bending yo wrist
Don't go being no sissy" oK
"Don't go locking no doors, you ain't
Paying no rent in this bitch, " OK
Checks I used to bring
They wouldn't make no difference
In this bitch now the checks I bring, I mean
Who else paying the rent in this bitch?
Landlord see me outside, wanna take a picture
I said I gotta autograph on the check
You can take it with ya
He said, "The house on sale
You wanna buy it?" i say, "Not this one"
Gotta make moves, not a ton of moves
Tryna keep it simple this summer
Said you didn't wanna go with me
That's a bumma, bumma, bumma, yeah
Boppin' at Bacchus, that was the first parade
Bounce remixes of Aaliyah had
The spinal cords crackin', crackin'
Cups of methazine had 'em
Lean like Michael Jackson yeah
And you was fuckin' with your nose
Trying to be a Jackson oh yeah
Poolside convo about your summer last night
About your summer last night
Ain't give you no play, hmm
Could I make you shive last night?
Could I make you shy on the last night
Last night?
Could we make it in? Do we have time?