Frank Songtext
von Shane Eagle
Frank Songtext
Oh, oh, oh
Eat your vegetables before they go rotten
Don′t waste your food waiting on nobody
Wipe your plate clean, wipe your face too
Don't give your meal to just anybody
You′re special, the kind I would spend my last dime on
You're a special kind of something
The kind I would spend my last dime for (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Ayy, 'cause she looks pretty under camera light
And she looks pretty under candlelight
I hope you find some sort of happiness
′Cause this is life, so won′t you live it? Won't you cherish it?
I hope you find some sort of happiness
′Cause this is life, live it and cherish it
I met the girl of my dreams, she's young
Said she′s young, yeah
I met the girl of my dreams, she's young
Said she′s young, yeah
But I would roll with you, grow old with you
Shroom trip, more trees, blow smoke with you
Spend my money on these views, hit a coast or two
As long as you by my side
She a dime, niggas don't give her none for her time
Eat your vegetables before they go rotten
Don't waste your food waiting on nobody
Wipe your plate clean, wipe your face too
Don′t give your meal to just anybody
You′re special, the kind I would spend my last dime on
You're a special kind of something
The kind I would spend my last dime for (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Eat your vegetables before they go rotten
Don′t waste your food waiting on nobody
Wipe your plate clean, wipe your face too
Don't give your meal to just anybody
You′re special, the kind I would spend my last dime on
You're a special kind of something
The kind I would spend my last dime for (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Ayy, 'cause she looks pretty under camera light
And she looks pretty under candlelight
I hope you find some sort of happiness
′Cause this is life, so won′t you live it? Won't you cherish it?
I hope you find some sort of happiness
′Cause this is life, live it and cherish it
I met the girl of my dreams, she's young
Said she′s young, yeah
I met the girl of my dreams, she's young
Said she′s young, yeah
But I would roll with you, grow old with you
Shroom trip, more trees, blow smoke with you
Spend my money on these views, hit a coast or two
As long as you by my side
She a dime, niggas don't give her none for her time
Eat your vegetables before they go rotten
Don't waste your food waiting on nobody
Wipe your plate clean, wipe your face too
Don′t give your meal to just anybody
You′re special, the kind I would spend my last dime on
You're a special kind of something
The kind I would spend my last dime for (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Writer(s): Andile Sean Sebastion Khumalo, Shane Patrick Hughes, Zarif Wilder Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

